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Im just here to hold your hand when you die and to show you around imaginary places puttin many lumps on my bloody stump edible habits so I bit the perfect circle die in your sleep with the sky at your feet ill shoot you when your happy on the day that you will find peace how did you do it, i dont know, im ok every person i know is a secret sorta agent cuz im accused of lewd conducts So far hard to rape her prom side any kind of rumor for em, may they rest to put me in a loony bin a funny farm a coo-coo but they need a villian Im just here to hold your hand when you die there is not a sicker person that can do it better no need to skip it in my ecosystem but in the audience of me being evil christian HMO know how I hate him so but he charged me for a halo but im on a scavenger hunt for a map with a chunk of a sky mirror Ill go crazy with a mud pie I play dead songs on the silk screen Iron my shirt it is a chill dream It is on to lead away to the stair well till we gut him in it straight up from the center finally fair-well Im just here to hold your hand when you die and to give your assault rifle a bannana clip flow in the dark when i stroll in the park giving everybody informative pamphletes no sign of life for as far as i can see everybody�s just charred meat up in the car seat eat shit and die to the secret spy cuz i have this funny feeling that im being watched 24 hour survailance money or power or ailments whyd they send the medical the he shimmered me the hammer it was way too much you coulda went and had 200
