Jul 18, 2005 11:21
I can feel the blood,
flowing through my veins
Spilling on my soul
And now the hunger's getting bigger
Come a little closer now
Pretentious whore
and pull my trigger
Free the violence
that is building in me
I say now end of the ride,
murder suicide
Is how I've been feelin' lately
.... *sigh* i need a fucking smoke
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