Eating The Porridge, Killing The Bears Testo

Testo Eating The Porridge, Killing The Bears

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your gift horse has brought flies and the stench is unbareable i'm left with no option, but to embrace apathy and loneliness hoping that i die i took a train to new york city met a guy who i THOUGHT was pretty [2x] tiny strands of skin could never hold a whole strip the skin from the inside out you didnt think they'd notice [2x] you didnt think they'd notice (you looked them straight in the face) i always said that we'd watch them die 2x (you looked them straight in the face)