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She was screaming, so I killed her I didn't expect her to scream I mean, I wasn't gonna rape her or take her money, I was only gonna kill her These
I'm bitter, I'm twisted James Joyce is fucking my sister How can I remember 1690? I was born in 1965 I can see you, I can read you, I won't be you
Fuck! She is my ball and chain Grows into my brain You smother me Lost inside your perfect dream I'm hanging on the phone just to hear you breathing
This is warning number one Next time we're back we'll bring the gun And I won't take this shit from you You'll be swimming in cement shoes You're
No! No! No! No! Leave me alone! Every once in a while I'd have to take a beating, but by then I didn't care The way I saw it, everybody took
