Brake their bones, crush their heads, brake their legs and
hear’em beg. Watch the tears roll down their face whisper in
they’re ear, and then say it will be ok. Drag them to a room
rip their hearts out and squeeze the blood out, put them back
in they loss the spin you’ll be winning the little grin.
Now how does it feel! To live with pain and heart filled
strain, it doesn’t feel good now does It!. Does it!, yall never
understand cause you all didn’t have a chance well…you all did
yall just blew it.
Huh, weell i never, geet over here yall don’t get another
chance, yall blew it remember. Punch them as hard as you can
don’t worry they won’t feel it, because they’re dead. Childhood
fades to dark grey life inside me, fades away.
Dim the memories take them to a cemetery dig up a hole and,
bury them into the lost complimentary. Still in the room
sitting what you had just did was just a thought, all the stuff
they’ve brought you through.
Thinks what have to be done needs to be much bigger, than
that. Looks at them pour acid on their lifeless bodies, light a
match. Pour acid on yourself as the room sets fire, you just
sit there wait for it to makes its way around.
All three of you are dead souls stuck in the room, you
chain them up for endless torture and pain
Shoe for ya!!
If it fits.....
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