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Post by mazin on Sept 10, 2009 11:22:22 GMT -5
I wanna slit your throat and the wound I wanna push my face in and feel the swoon I wanna dig inside, find a little bit of me Cuz the line gets crossed when you don't come clean
My wormwood meets your pesticide You'll never get out, cuz you were never alive I am infinite, I am the infant finite Come a little closer and I'll show you why Noises, noises, people make noises people make noises when they're sick Nothing to do except hold on to NOTHING Credit Rain
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Sabin
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Post by Sabin on Sept 10, 2009 11:29:11 GMT -5
The end gets slow and uts kind if stiff, I dont like the reactions either. THe running was good though
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