I Sick To Die Comments

As from above, to underneath, do you really believe - When you shut your eyes, when you close your mouth, are you to north for south - I carry my scars, i am not are, i was when you where, i say mam when you want to be, sir - I sample which switch, not those who sweat with the rich - I sick to die, who is the spy - Today we Die in two Tomorrow - In hell, at the end, my soul Flamed, not send - You faxed my sent, straight around the bend -
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