spin me round, roll me over, fuckinī circus
stab it down, one way needle, pulled so slowly
drains and spills, soaks the pages, fills their sponges
itīs my blood
itīs my blood
paint ed big...turn ed into...one of his enemies...
itīs my blood
itīs my blood
itīs my blood
stab it down, fill the pages, suck my life out
maker of my enemies...
take...my...
fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...fuck...
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