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Death, hate, and pain thats what my emotions are.
Run, hurt, and lies thats all i hear from my screaming mom.
Now its your turn to feel and hear what happed to me this past year.
Now its my turn to cause your emotions to be death, hate, and pain.
Now its your turn to hear your mother say run, hurt, and lies.
Lies like "Ill be okay just runaway form here", and "When its over Ill come find you, and we'll go get a icecream."
Well now my revange is done, and your mother's grave is dug.
Next time make sure you stab me to death, or you will be next.
Run, hurt, and lies thats all i hear from my screaming mom.
Now its your turn to feel and hear what happed to me this past year.
Now its my turn to cause your emotions to be death, hate, and pain.
Now its your turn to hear your mother say run, hurt, and lies.
Lies like "Ill be okay just runaway form here", and "When its over Ill come find you, and we'll go get a icecream."
Well now my revange is done, and your mother's grave is dug.
Next time make sure you stab me to death, or you will be next.
Published 18th Jul 2012
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