confessions, rap midis, emo, abuse, culture: humor and satire, pat hamilton, celebrity, huessin, james legros, mark wahlberg, group hug, salons, oedipus,
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yeah it comes back into mind, rips your brain, it's going insane. fusion, comments inflation, inflamed of the lost ones , in the black world of the sane. yeah well they need our brain, torture your life and never ask why, go in the back it never looks back. yeah with a noose on, yeah with a noose on, yeah with nothing at all, yeah with nothing at all, yeah with nothing at all rain, over me, through comments the trees, i can see rain, over you, turning blue, what are you yeah with nothing at comments all, yeah with nothing at all, yeah with nothing at all , yeah with nothing at all, yeah with nothing. 4. Calling (Fuck Shit Mother Fucker Mix) i rip apart the sky, with a knife, tear out your own eyes, with your cries. now lift up the fever and bring it down, a life was given, so don't be drown, around the world in 7 days, no jesus christ in my fucking veins. i try to change the world, but it never moves, it never budges, it never changes, your fucking life is such a waste, you're living dead in your stupid race.
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