Ricin Testo

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(Awoo) My slate, I'm wipin' it
I slip some ricin in
Your fuckin' Heineken
Can't wash away my sins
Sometimes I lose control
Don't know what time it is
Why's everything so dull?
I'd rather die than live My slate, I'm wipin' it
I slip some ricin in
Your fuckin' Heineken
Can't wash away my sins
Sometimes I lose control
Don't know what time it is
Why's everything so dull?
I'd rather die than live

Since the age of five
Razor bladed thighs
I can't wait to die
I can't wait to just be gone
Get a taste of my serrated blade
And you'll be gonе
So much hatred
I can't take no more of thеse fuckin' punks
Reborn, we see
We die, we die
We smile, we're the same Deep down inside
Molly in my fucking drink
Insomniacs come out at night
If you want to see me
Look in the mirror and say my name three times

(Woo) My slate, I'm wipin' it
I slip some ricin in
Your fuckin' Heineken
Can't wash away my sins
Sometimes I lose control
Don't know what time it is
Why's everything so dull?
I'd rather die than live
My slate, I'm wipin' it
I slip some ricin in
Your fuckin' Heineken
Can't wash away my sins
Sometimes I lose control
Don't know what time it is
Why's everything so dull?
I'd rather die than live