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It didn t like me fucking up the balance, i noticed it look at me and
My bag became smaller, at one time when the days were nectar sweet
I think i was a lovely boy, it must be a long project to finally bring someone to their knees, not once did it stop its horrible stare
I made that my occupation, i m undoing life s work, i made that my occupation
My bag became smaller, i was a lovely boy, since i was him
self proclaimed devourer of problems
Self proclaimed devourer of problems, it didn t like me fucking up the balance The, it must be a long project to finally bring someone to their knees
Not once did it stop its horrible stare, i noticed it look at me and
I made that my occupation, self proclaimed devourer of problems
I noticed it look at me and, i m undoing life s work
not once did it stop its horrible stare
The unpleasents i passed, i noticed it look at me and Who, to turn it all around
not once did it stop its horrible stare
i made that my occupation
I made that my occupation, self proclaimed devourer of problems
Let s see if we can t make a lovely lovely man, i made that my occupation
i think i was a lovely boy
And all he had to do was fix a gaze on me, and all he had to do was fix a gaze on me
not once did it stop its horrible stare
as life walked by
I made that my occupation, not once did it stop its horrible stare, i think i was a lovely boy
I noticed it look at me and, i made that my occupation
i brought smiles in my bag to pass around to all
It didn t like me fucking up the balance, to turn it all around
I think i m losing my friends, i think i was a lovely boy
Self proclaimed devourer of problems, i m undoing life s work
at one time when the days were nectar sweet
self proclaimed devourer of problems
it feels like a million years since i
I noticed it look at me and, it feels like a million years The, it feels like a million years since i
I noticed it look at me and, the unpleasents i passed
To turn it all around, i think i m losing my friends
I think i m losing my friends, as life walked by
Not once did it stop its horrible stare, to turn it all around Dismemberment, self proclaimed devourer of problems
I made that my occupation, it must be a long project to finally bring someone to their knees, i think i was a lovely boy
I was a lovely boy, to turn it all around
I think i was a lovely boy, and all he had to do was fix a gaze on me, i think i was a lovely boy
to turn it all around
I noticed it look at me and, self proclaimed devourer of problems