Gutted Ad Testo

Testo Gutted Ad

I don't exist underneath the feet of vicious men who condemn just to sell the make believe. I guess you can't save me any more than you can part the seas. Keep looking down your nose and fucking reap what you sow. I just want you to know I can't be saved. I don't want to be anyway. I won't b e saved. I don't want to be anyway. I won't spend my time alive getting ready to die.