After months and months of praying
You realize truth is on your fate
The crime you did never hurted anyone,
but you.
And then you blame it on me, me, me.
Fuck you!!C'mon throw what you can now!
Take that stupid smile of your face
It's my turn now!
Fake that stupid slice of embrace!
Laughing gas bom would make a hell of a song
Crush my balls and let me count to one
Vasco Pompaelo*
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