Blood grit Mind spit Pound the head, common senses dread Cutting ulcers within Living under my skin Inflict upon me Thinking of you Think Reoccur opening
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waste Blood grit Mind spit Pound the head, common senses dread Cutting ulcers within Living under my skin Inflict upon me Thinking of you Think Reoccur opening