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Witness
Jimmy died,
Right in front of me today,
He looked me straight in the eye,
And slit his throat.
And i sat and watched..
Till his blood dried
Right in front of me today,
He looked me straight in the eye,
And slit his throat.
And i sat and watched..
Till his blood dried
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