Testing 1,2,3

Everything that's been said and done is pushing me to create something new with what I've got.

And when it's completed, I'll light this world up, and watch it burn.
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I've got nothing. Don't need anything. Fuck this and fuck confessing.

Broken and abused. Toy'd with and amused.

I'm being fucked with like a fuck toy. Fuck boy you was da sex toy. Now you the fucked toy.

I'm having fun here.

Why you having fun there. Pullin strings. Fucking things.

Up down all turned around. In my bed, in my head. I sit in dread.

Accepting things as they are. Just wanna be stubb-o-rn.

Tell him, tell her, tell 'em all

Be sure an' keep the rubber'n.

How crude can I get? Rude? How bout

10 dudes. In the brood? Nothing but.

Food for thought, food for fun.

Fun for one. In my bed. With my hand.

On your neck.

Grab your gun and pull the trigger. Time to hunt and grab number one-one.

Add his head to da wall. Right up there with them all.

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Oh man. That was fun. Some of that shits weak but lol ya