They've been raising my emotions I'm tripping off the potion getting
the notion I'm going to hell stuck in a witche's nest casting a spell
watching the Vatican taste on the deck messing with the demons and
they eating the flesh unaverage gang and we'll lay you to rest we got
brought to the test if we gassing we refusing to die like a pest
hearing your heart beat come from the chest cold as Alaska on top of
the crest been seeing you running from your fuckin life I know you
been contemplating suicide see the blood dripping down my fuckin eyes
lost in a hollow hear the praise to the fuckin night rather be with
two lions than a hundred sheep
stuck for eternity and then to see defeat
Bitch I hope you know that we dying tonight send you to the bottom
meet you in the after life never over think or should I shudder to
decide listen to the letters as we coming from the sand coming with
that axe and I'm chopping off ya limbs go to the den and I'm pulling
the pin watch the exposure to show who it is,
it is the reaper decides you exist listen to the psycho demons when
they have to cry hold myself together I will never live a lie got the
chopper coming and I'm aiming at your life fuck all those bullets I
would rather use a knife to fight don't cross the night without a
light UAV coming to yo City to provide swore to the devil I
will never confide breaking down spirit licking souls of the prime
End)
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