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murderous ten
count to ten
ready
are you sure
one:
slits her nanny's throat
two:
cuts his dick
three:
kills her kids
four:
pokes her dog
five:
fucks her neighbors
six:
shot gun to his head
seven:
down the street
eight:
kills her kids friend
nine:
cries softly holding a knife
ten:
stabs herself 52 times for the 52 murders she just committed
ten
come and count to ten
as if you had to depend
no one the heart nor the sense
but to these days of drowning suspense
her head wasn't sane
just filled with hurting and pain
thank you all
its been a ball
so how we come with blood in the hall
i thank you for reading
and think your agreeing
that you and i could have cried
and been side by side
but counting to ten
sometimes its just gotta end
ready
are you sure
one:
slits her nanny's throat
two:
cuts his dick
three:
kills her kids
four:
pokes her dog
five:
fucks her neighbors
six:
shot gun to his head
seven:
down the street
eight:
kills her kids friend
nine:
cries softly holding a knife
ten:
stabs herself 52 times for the 52 murders she just committed
ten
come and count to ten
as if you had to depend
no one the heart nor the sense
but to these days of drowning suspense
her head wasn't sane
just filled with hurting and pain
thank you all
its been a ball
so how we come with blood in the hall
i thank you for reading
and think your agreeing
that you and i could have cried
and been side by side
but counting to ten
sometimes its just gotta end
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