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Many years ago today something grew
inside of your mother...
That thing was you
Did she scream did she cry
Only those that are born are the ones that
Get to die
One more year of further suffering
There's no point of fucking bluffing
Open up your DETHDAY present
It's a box of fucking nothing
RSVP PLEASE
For the DETH of me
You have little time
And you're running out of life