Childhood, it's like a lock without a key,
It's the blooming time for brainwash/
and exPlanation of what you see.
Growing uP, burning down inside..
Do your chores/ Go ta Bed,
PUT A BULLET THRU MY HEAD!!!
Going mad and maturing all along,
yer parents are fliping blind/
and their ideals are all wrong,
influenced by what your parents always want,
you're a model of their youth/
you're a trophy they can flaunt.
Now you're sick and dying too,
all alone in a black lifeless room/
with nothing to do.
Death, it doesn't seem to phase me,
but people crying over dying never seizes to amaze me.
KILL YOUR PARENTS / BURN THEIR BODIES.
BURY THEIR ASHES / FIND OT WHAT YOU WANT!!
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I don't put my heart on women, I put my hard-on on women!
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