There's nothing left
to do or say
If I didn't love you
I'd kill you
Ready aim fire
I have signed the executive order
Can I come on your tits
Your money or your life
To be or not to be
I don't love you
One day my son
all this stinking hell
will be yours
Is this shit
or is it blood
Who am I
What do you want
Can you detruck me
at kishinviilli
Jesus help me win the pools
There was a beginning
And it had no end
Welcome to paradise
Woke up one morning
Yeah (baby yeah)
Words are catastrophic
The charge of the light brigade
Words lie bleeding
In my jacket
Like a dead man's message
To his lover
In the pocket
Of his funeral suit
Goodnight dear
I don't love you
I will see you
On the metro
When I'm flying
Through the tunnel
On a bats wing
I do lie
Tra la la
Nonny hey nonny
Hey nonny nonny
If I didn't love you
I'd kill you
Ready aim fire
I have signed the executive order
Can I come on your tits
Your money or your life
To be or not to be
I don't love you
Do or die.
31/08/17
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