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I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awake

A selfish cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what you could take in

Stabbed towards a death, a dirty smelling girl

Shit decisions, no provisions, filling veins with juice of chaos



Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag,

Sunken eyes, whining dog, it's times like this

You should pray for never

I broke your f**king mold, then threw away the

Cast, new religion and new provisions, it's amazing you're alive



Drop the needle and stop what you're changing into

Erase the end dissolving, disgrace is needed more

So I mended severed ties, through flesh we cauterized

the undeserving, sliming, writhing, I filled you up with watered promise



Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley f**k, angel dust, anal whore,

Bleeding knees, it's times like this to pray for murder



So now I've seen it all, Hells' wrath,

No man has greater glory, cause now you're living through me

So I'm done with saving you, a gift unto myself,

A tired savior, a wasted favor, and I'm lucky I'm alive

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