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Seeing me you'll wish you were in heaven
Praying to the clocks when you see 11's
Every corner you turn and everything you see
Will be covered in blood, all you'll see is red
Look into my eyes and see the devil
The worst in yourself will be revealed
Bloody hearts in plastic bags
Dripping wet like oil soaked rags
Stomping life and stomping pain
A stomping race of stomping gain
Stomping feels and stomping fame
Stomp my life down the fucking drain
You may be right cause I'm so fucking wrong
But it ain't your place to sing my song
Back right off and eat the dirt
Cause your a fucking maggot I wana hurt
And that's being generous cause I want you to die.
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