Dry your tears oh foolish child. The milk was spilt so many times before.Why must you look so wild. Like some kind of a madman. Raise your gun, lower your hand. Sit up straight. No time for fun. Time is getting late. Sitting of another sun. I just sit and wait.
No why me's..... All I can say is fuck you..............You can't buy me.............This, take my word is true........One day my friend.........All I can say is fuck you.......My return will be your end.........All I can say is fuck you.........fuck you....
Moma always said you were a troubled child. Shoot them all,kill them dead. Damn boy you got so wild. What demons dance inside your head? Always neck up in the clouds You were worse than what they said. Halfass drunk you get so loud.Now a floor blood flowing covered red..
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