These are the places that I can feel, torn from my body, my flesh it peels. During this ride we can cut up what we like. Waiting alone I cannot resist, feeling this hate i have never missed. Please someone give me a reason to peel off my face
Blood it is pouring
Blood it is pouring
Blood it is pouring
Blood it is pouring
Shut up when I'm talking to you!
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trashtalk here, beware, everything you said can and will be used against you~ LOL