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Going, going but not gone
I think it’s finally my time
I’m fading to the back of the line
there’s not much left inside my mind
just sit still and watch me go
As far as I can’t think
I’m damaged, my kinks
try to fix them, I won’t stop you
do what you want, I’m lost without you
I thought you’d make me feel better
now I ache and it’s not the weather
you said that feeling was beneficia...
Wednesday 17th October 2018 4:26 am
FOR KILLIN’ SAKE
FOR KILLIN’ SAKE
Some bad shit goes down and a girl is dead,
killed in an alleyway for a mindless reason.
Her kid in a pram was okay but now has no mother.
You should be shot, you murdering cunt,
as should the satanist pricks who kill kids in the name of evil,
justifying their deeds in the name of the devil.
For he says any evil act is okay, go on just go...
Friday 2nd December 2011 11:14 pm
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