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murdicide
Do what you will, please take my life
If it's a thrill, I won't fight
I'm to blame, I am shamed
Take my pain, take my pain
Light a match, and walk away
Create a stench, of gasoline
I'm yours too loose, you have to choose
Tie a knoose, I'll tie it for you
Please shoot me, shell after shell
Let me taste, taste the barrel
Please end it, if that's your wish
Give me one kiss, knew it'd come to this
If it's a thrill, I won't fight
I'm to blame, I am shamed
Take my pain, take my pain
Light a match, and walk away
Create a stench, of gasoline
I'm yours too loose, you have to choose
Tie a knoose, I'll tie it for you
Please shoot me, shell after shell
Let me taste, taste the barrel
Please end it, if that's your wish
Give me one kiss, knew it'd come to this
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