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Spit on the grave's of the one's that you LOVE
and cry for the one's that you HATE
scream your lung's out just to see how loud you can really be
cry the blood that come's from your heart
just to see the crimson trails on your cheek's.
and cry for the one's that you HATE
scream your lung's out just to see how loud you can really be
cry the blood that come's from your heart
just to see the crimson trails on your cheek's.