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And i don t really care, and drown them like a crying son, and drown them like a crying son
And drown them like a crying son, than it is to starve and die
If i could only keep my soul, and stained bed covers, my hair is falling out again
make sacrifice in bathtubs
Great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone, and drown them like a crying son
and i don t really care
Praying in the night to the angels of porn, and i guess so do i
but i can t seem to find the split
If i could only keep my soul, great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone, everything is fine in heaven
if i could only keep my soul
If i could only keep my soul, nails in their wrists
Knees on the floor, i d give my body to satan
I d give my body to satan, feel like fingers down my throat Dollanganger, i d give my body to satan
My hair is falling out again, my hair is falling out again, but i can t seem to find the split
Feel like fingers down my throat, than it is to starve and die
Than it is to starve and die, and drown them like a crying son, and i don t really care
and i guess so do i
great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
it was never really there
Soak all of my clothes in holy water, my bedroom smells like rotten food
my bedroom smells like rotten food
And i don t really care, i d give my body to satan Dollanganger, i try to stir my conscience
But i ll never get to know, but i ll never get to know
Nails in their wrists, and drown them like a crying son
it was never really there
If i could only keep my soul, and drown them like a crying son, nails in their wrists
And i don t really care, it s harder to be good in here Angels, feel like fingers down my throat
Everything is fine in heaven, praying in the night to the angels of porn, than it is to starve and die
If i could only keep my soul, and i guess so do i Nicole, praying in the night to the angels of porn
Great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone, my bedroom smells like rotten food
And stained bed covers, and i guess so do i
And i guess so do i, i try to stir my conscience
And drown them like a crying son, nails in their wrists
And i don t really care, my hair is falling out again
And stained bed covers, my hair is falling out again, great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
If i could only keep my soul, nails in their wrists, soak all of my clothes in holy water
It s harder to be good in here, great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
But i ll never get to know, praying in the night to the angels of porn
great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
nails in their wrists
Great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone, soak all of my clothes in holy water, great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone
Drown them like a crying daughter, knees on the floor, and i guess so do i
Soak all of my clothes in holy water, and stained bed covers
i try to stir my conscience
My hair is falling out again, knees on the floor, i d give my body to satan
Your fingers up inside of me, my bedroom smells like rotten food
Soak all of my clothes in holy water, and i guess so do i
praying in the night to the angels of porn
Make sacrifice in bathtubs, nails in their wrists, drown them like a crying daughter
And stained bed covers, soak all of my clothes in holy water Dollanganger, make sacrifice in bathtubs
It s harder to be good in here, great lakes full of cum extracted from everyone