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Well I had a dream last night and in my dream I took a knife to you.
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air,your scream so clear
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.
I slit your throat from ear to ear
The wound was gasping for the air,your scream so clear
But every dream could never come true.
Only in my sick mind can I do these things to you.