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He Seas You
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aim, breathe, one shot makes em dead
squeeze, trigger brains out the head
let the breathe go, let the shot echo
reverberate a hole in the busted skull
body will twitch vigorously in death
i once laughed, couldn't catch breath
seeing the sight of the bullet hit flesh
the spattering of remants, fucking mess
i thought i was doing this to survive
now it's the thing that makes me high
once thinking why god did they die
i understand now humanity is crime
suffering these days of death paranoia
flesh eating walkers like kabaragoya
aim for the head makes a nigga dead
to make a nigga dead aim for the head
you don't wanna die, follow the leader
swing the blade, sword or meat cleaver
inflict the living judgement on the dead
shove the 9mm into their fucking head
if a bitch gets bit, bitch gotta die
you ass it scratched, i'm swinging a bat
i can tell nigga, don't even try to lie
tell me now and i'll make sure you die
i'll aim for your head put 1 in ya eye
brains smoked, bowl cashed, n u fried
depends on direction, spatter will fly
i can smell you on the wind, fleshyhide
i keep condoms, well, let's not pretend
i'm fucking the dead, moments kick in
suffering most days of antinecrophobia
one more shot, two more shots
one to the head, the other on the twat
KILL THE LIVING
KILL EVERYTHING DEAD
KILL THEM FUCKING ALL
KILL KILL KILL THEM!!!!!
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Take Me Home (The Mist)
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it's the middle of the night
the rain scattering like fright
i'm painting a picture that some might not like
i'm studying my favorites i wanna master the art
i'm putting the the pen to paper i'm giving it my heart
writing about how i feel on the inside
detailing imaginations of homicide
i step up to the microphone and i'm all alone
with a gun under my chin and i'm ready to go home
TAKE ME HOME ON THE OPEN ROAD
GUN IN MY MOUTH I'M ALL ALONE
TAKE ME HOME
UGHHHHHHHH
BRAINS ARE BLOWN
DDDEEEAAADDD
i'm standing in my reflection
i'm looking at my blessings
the earth it rattles and demons are brawlings
the mist comes crashing through the lonely room
staring at myself trying to understand the doom
lightning all around me thundering and crashing
the ghost in the mirror is slowly melting all i hear is constant laughing
oh my god i've never been so deep
i guess that's what makes me unique
ONE DEATH MEANS NOTHING
ONNNNEEEEE DDDEEEAATTHHHH
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I Quit Match (ECW Rules)
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Scattered Intestines Decatur, Illinois
𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟑 /͎/͎
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