.prepare myself for death - its coming soon
from all the drugs this vision: a bloody moon
you dayly rape my mind - dyou think its nice?
I just stare at you creeps wait to cut out your eyes
I feel all the pain
and they tell me that Im insane
Im sick of what they do
Ill.
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