If thoughts could kill, we'd both be deader than a week-old corpse
Sadaharu
Please abuse me with fists perfectly formed.
Bite off my tongue so i wont say a word
(The anger dulls your beauty)
(The alcohol washes it completely away)...
A cantankerous cacophony of calamity.
Consume conscience but claim control.
(And its only now I realize that i've overexposed myself)...
I no longer believ
Bite off my tongue so i wont say a word
(The anger dulls your beauty)
(The alcohol washes it completely away)...
A cantankerous cacophony of calamity.
Consume conscience but claim control.
(And its only now I realize that i've overexposed myself)...
I no longer believ
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