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I'll never walk inside the light Now I wait inside the darkness til I'm called out by the night I'm a fucking nursery rhyme on the school playground
OD'ing on the beat like the needles up in my arm Then I whip your ass if you do not listen just like your moms When I count to five, by the time I open
now can you handle it Ooh, hear it, damage, feel it Positive energies embrace the cue One, two, let the girl through This game of life ain't easy,
I'e seen the damages done Too many times I've witnessed, I've witnessed it run Run through your veins alive Feeding on your mind Controlling you from
a needle here's a sword body pierce with this Live in the muck, never giving a fuck Give me the keys I'm drunk, and I never driven a truck But I smoke dope
a needle here's a sword body pierce with this Live in the muck, never giving a f*** Give me the keys I'm drunk, and I never driven a truck But I smoke dope
the hours of twelve and one No change, no sudden wonder Could undo what had been done The watchman lay there dreaming At fourty five degrees He dreamed that
torches in your body into a coffin insane damage is done, you fucking with the army we beat the skulls in the shape of wet bag of laundry what, yea yea
Alright, alright this is how it went I saw her in the woods by herself I had a knife Perfect opportunity to take another life Unfortunately I'm fucking