OK YØU'RE RIGHT I'M EVIL
CVLD BLVVDED
They say I'm a nihilist, I'm high enough not to believe 'em, I'LL KILL YOU BY CUTTIN' YOUR WRIST, OKAY YOU'RE RIGHT I'M REALLY EVIL, I can wrap a rope around your neck, Sorry, I cannot control myself, I can rip the ridge off your already stabbed back, WELL, MY DOC EXPECTED THAT I'D BREAK WITHOUT NO VIOLENCE, IF I HAD A SOUL I WOULD BE SORRY FOR HIS EXPECTATIONS, BUT I'M NOT SUBJECT TO NO SYMPATHY, I'M FRESH, I'M NOT EDGY, I DON'T EVEN TRYNA BE THAT FRIENDLY, I DO WHAT I WANT AND YEAH, I'M BLOODTHIRSTY LATELY I pierce holes in the backs of all traitors, All of you should with your head to lay low, Some of you may find yourself in YOUR OWN POOL OF BLOOD, I'll make y'all pay the price for all the sins YOU'VE EVER DONE, YOUR WHOLE LIFE IS BUILT ON SINS, YOU LOCKED THE DEMON IN ME, HE WILL ENSLAVE YOUR VILE SOUL When all the hate is piled up I just wanna spill blood and then I feel better. That's a load off my mind when I take parasitic life and filter the world from filthy worms... Ahhh... I'm just blowing off steam... That's all...
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Привет , мой милый друг Забыл ли ты, как долго не писала , Прости ,но я хотела отпустить Всю слабостью ,что в себе искала . И может ты проник Моим письмом до дрожи Забыл ли мой дневник , Увиденный стихами одинокой ночи ... Об памяти прошедших дней , Ты не увидишь ни души порока Лишь слабый шепот чувств Уложенных строками тонко . Немой вопрос в глазах Оставлю с времям на последок Легонько холодом касаний уходя , Чтоб не запомнил запах пепла.
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Morgan Ray and Rose. ⏺English translation⏺ I will find flowers among the fragments of people, give them to you. I am so pleased that there is you, your love for me. I will give you a sea of hope, and lights that do not fade. My heart is only you, it falls asleep without you. I'm giving everything I have in me for you to paralyze the rocks. I don't want to To conquer fate, together to the very edge. We'll be gone on the penultimate day, but our lines will remain. All love is sealed here, in our phrases and ellipses. So, let's rise high, and forgetting about the holy, Falls of the rock. I'll take your hand, and everything, all around It's going to be the way you dreamed.
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