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fuck you,
rusty rip at my hands
rolling in my bed
rip apart the vision you see
with your on tv
red tear, your face
another of society's fate
oh, we'll crawl up the ladder

crushed in my world
it over to the moon
a tiny vision of children
play for fun
and of gloom, rich
time waits over, a book of the
blood over, nothing to say
vision in brain, telling again
to kill us asleep, and never see anything
but on top of the world
and down, into the mess
then you kiss your lovers
into life you fade
oh, you fade
your war, broken
right across my
the canned
you can
the very vision that brought you
rocket ships at the moon
fly up in the sky
the blood of gloom
all over
they make you see
your are made of snake skin
your skin is a little faint
of crushing your skull
sit in a state
glow, you will fake it
won't you watch all
he's all you and you don't know why
you don't why

relations of fourty and nations
will crawl your finger nail and get stuck
wail kill for the sake of maturity
down the street at night
i feel a little scared
i pull out a 9mm and a fucking cop's head off
'cause i'm
i wanna kill all
'cause make me sick
a last man's judgment
the population