(Stop! The first one to hit the cop wins.
His death
(here's the lesson.
stop trying to oppress it.
the look on the
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Is trust really that fucking hard?
You make it sound when
If we could only be in different places,
Among the same
Let's take some time to reflect and restart
we tip over
Ask me im fine, or i will be
I gotta bullet
Someone please!
Let's write a script that's made for me
That makes
I drink the blood of the fortunate ones
Closing their teeth
The first thing I say in the morning is "Fuck
From the crawlspace under the floor.
Turned away from your front
Won the battle, so now buy me clothes
Lets make believe
To feel her touch
It's almost impossible to hold still
Maybe we