Sperm donors to daughters of self-fulfilling prophecies
Well i'm a ticking time bomb i don't know when i will go off i'm not a terrorist, i'm all alone i won't hurt noone well i'm a heretic sinner i killed my brothers and sisters and if you want to see their faces you'll have to dig them up from their shallow graves i'd like to call you but i don't think that you'd pick up the phone i'd like to run away but i don't know where i'd go out past the county line that's where i gave my life thirty rounds of ammunition but i ain't going down with out a fight i saw the bullets they're falling and when the smoke comes i'm crawling and you know when you kill me
you signaled the death of the american dream we want to be liberated our lives are not free until we lost everything god damn.
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Sperm donors to daughters of self-fulfilling prophecies
Well i'm a ticking time bomb i don't know when i will go off i'm not a terrorist, i'm all alone i won't hurt noone well i'm a heretic sinner i killed my brothers and sisters and if you want to see their faces you'll have to dig them up from their shallow graves i'd like to call you but i don't think that you'd pick up the phone i'd like to run away but i don't know where i'd go out past the county line that's where i gave my life thirty rounds of ammunition but i ain't going down with out a fight i saw the bullets they're falling and when the smoke comes i'm crawling and you know when you kill me
you signaled the death of the american dream we want to be liberated our lives are not free until we lost everything god damn.
Well i'm a ticking time bomb i don't know when i will go off i'm not a terrorist, i'm all alone i won't hurt noone well i'm a heretic sinner i killed my brothers and sisters and if you want to see their faces you'll have to dig them up from their shallow graves i'd like to call you but i don't think that you'd pick up the phone i'd like to run away but i don't know where i'd go out past the county line that's where i gave my life thirty rounds of ammunition but i ain't going down with out a fight i saw the bullets they're falling and when the smoke comes i'm crawling and you know when you kill me
you signaled the death of the american dream we want to be liberated our lives are not free until we lost everything god damn.