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the loudest and it’s a fact It wasn’t drippin’ it was rain My drip is unmaintained Call me by my name that’s who I am My shooters make sure they aim We setting
CONTROL AS THE PERIL UNFOLDS OUR COVER IS BLOWN OUR COVER IS BLOWN UNMAINTAINED AND OVER FUCKING GROWN MASS ATROCITIES BY THE SLAY OF HAND
derangement Fuck your enslavement And your roads to nowhere with unmaintained pavements Misguided by churches and egos to find I was never your child I will
our shoes Exasperation, heaving pain Whose idea was this again? The Church Creek Trail is unmaintained cnd overgrown and with each rain grows
Unmaintained with overgrown spores Wanna visit in, need a ticket then Like a house of horros Only spooky thing is how broke You leave like, a house of whores
another person's driveway Can’t you read the sign through unmaintained trees that clearly states no left turn
me all the same With skull-fragmenting brute force Hope kept formless, unmaintained The militant claw of circumstance Leaves us scouring our own
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