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I feel like gasoline
Burn your family in front of your dreams
You though of screaming?
I shut out sound off for no reason
So dont make me laugh surviving my blood bath
My full rage is at most deadly
Steady when it comes to getting ready to scare... Freddy
Kruger, mad because they introduced me too her
Now its time I make fuel burn
Make people leave but never learn
So I forever hold a deep greif
I never sleep without another being in front of me
No questions asked, his head was smashed
The blood, the blackness
The reason I would never ask this
So I am the case
of the basket
That was left on the staircase
No infected the airwaves
I will find where you now stay
Making sure they now pray
To however or whatever
Because when I find them they better...
Off that I don't finish most sentences
Let this rot in the heaven-less pit
Throwing images of past in it
Surrounding the burial ground
Is wholes with body's that still need to be found
This shit will never stop raining on me
So I kidnapped my soul
Trying to make it tell me where it was going to go
No contact, the language he used was untapped
I couldn't understand that, then he said kill
Forever now I am stuck in this field
Burn your family in front of your dreams
You though of screaming?
I shut out sound off for no reason
So dont make me laugh surviving my blood bath
My full rage is at most deadly
Steady when it comes to getting ready to scare... Freddy
Kruger, mad because they introduced me too her
Now its time I make fuel burn
Make people leave but never learn
So I forever hold a deep greif
I never sleep without another being in front of me
No questions asked, his head was smashed
The blood, the blackness
The reason I would never ask this
So I am the case
of the basket
That was left on the staircase
No infected the airwaves
I will find where you now stay
Making sure they now pray
To however or whatever
Because when I find them they better...
Off that I don't finish most sentences
Let this rot in the heaven-less pit
Throwing images of past in it
Surrounding the burial ground
Is wholes with body's that still need to be found
This shit will never stop raining on me
So I kidnapped my soul
Trying to make it tell me where it was going to go
No contact, the language he used was untapped
I couldn't understand that, then he said kill
Forever now I am stuck in this field
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