deadline fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
the shovel embodies a clock's ticking and spins time
To shove all bodies with mold filling from the inside
I claim the ones who committed sins mine
since life the guys grins on chins cry
spears fling by through fearing bodies
I think I hear the screaming copies
eerie sobbing they try to run quick
guns whip, yes we have that here
we also have cup holders and cavaliers
thank god 10 lines, fuck this shit
atleast I showed up so suck my dick
I digged my own grave by letting time pass by, damn
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i cant even
Last edited by Jan; 09-22-2015 at 12:45 PM.
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