"That's it"
Until my tensions
Feed me, I'm f___ing hungry
Degrade me
I want my gun back

Like the f___ing resume
Experience credentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little p_____
Than a

Blasphemy

Hold me, I'm so pathetic
And study, all the sudden
Baby, suddenly find her
Daddy, exploring only

Like the f___ing resume
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights
Sitting inside
And you get sicker than another little p_____
Burn me
It's to potentially grade me
I'm f___ing hungry
Feed me, the wells of comfort
Exzume me
I want my complex back

A wicked man
Picked off the scabs and fed them
To the pigeons
Help him, he is so cornered
Kill him, your mercy w____ will

Lights are f___ing around with me
Experience potentials
Experience the process
People freaking every day
White lights Really inside
And you get sicker than ahhhhhhh
Help me, f___ing hoses
Help me, until my tensions
Graise me, I'm really hungry
To gravy, I want my complex back

"Thank you and, good night

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