6 meters to death
All my veins are cut with pleasure, Every day, one an' the same depression, My brain doesn't function, Because he's dead, Fucking head in blood, Nigga eats, fuck, guts like food, It's interestin' to talk with him, But his soul's RAW, Never loved an' don't love LOVE, Ain't listen to haters, an' I tell 'em "Shut your mouth", I'm cruel and always merciless, And still fearless, Hate my face, Bitch, Don't give a fuck 'bout the opinions of others, I'm on my own, Get the fuck out of here... All the drunk, alcohol flows in my veins, I want to believe that everythin' will be fine with me, I will die or will live, I'm already 6 meters from hell, I DON'T WANT TO SEE, THESE HANDS OF SATAN... FUCK... Am I already dead? Or fuckin' still alive? I want to be on my wave, I ain't wanna drive rear-wheel drive, When I'll drunk in shit, Then wash away all sins, Fuck you with 'ya advice, aye I'VE ALL THE NECESSARY MEANS, yeah, I'll bury all the lies, And she will rot like my life, I will not cry, fuck, I'm just better, die from a knife, BITCH... Ahh.. Fuck, Devil, Let me breathe... Hahaha... I Love to watch myself bleed like a fucking masochist... Blood flows all over the wrist, Killing mission became missed, I'm not a man, I'm an empty beast... Don't look down into the void, When I get completely sick, I WILL STEAL ALL THE COINS, This territory's divided into parts, Ain't go forward, you'll be completely cut up there, Better sit with us and with us going CRAZY, Do bad things further, as if the devil don't see them, haha... FUCK ALL THESE BITCHES, I would rather sit and go crazy, I won't cry, 'cuz then I am even more disgustin', Everythin' bleeds completely, Only the chin is BROKEN... I HATE YOU, WISH YOU TO DIE, You hate me... 'N' WISH ME TO DIE... LIES, YOU'RE A PIECE OF SHIT... And who... Is... Sick... Here.., BITCH??..... I HATE EVERYTHIN', WHAT YOU LOVE... Bitch... Bitch... Bitch... Bitch...
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