Two Ends Of The Stretch Touch
Heat Is Finite How Come I'm So Cold
God Bless Your Sins
End Of Satan Getting His.
Jesus Put It Behind Him.
But I Wanted Forgiveness..
So My Syndrome Sicker Than Locked In,
If I Sold Out, I Traded Nothing.
Elecyroysis , no charges, just your licks stick to this
your legs froze one sniff
Goddess Lips were at my
ear
Gonna Give Her Hers,
Falling Up For So Long
Now I'm Looking At DownTown
Just To Know Just HowFar From The Gutter ounces i come
bounce
fucking Chr1st i'm so sick you cannot be K.R.i.Tical
you think i should hit the g R ounD?
hear the kids.. they bounce.
ouch.
crushing bars release them.
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