Burned alive

by Hide the bong Jesus is coming   May 8, 2006


I hate my life
dont you forget

I paid 4 you dont you regret
Hateful words

Running eyes
All alone

In a room of lies
Pulls out razor, digs in skin

Blood pours out
Another sin

More scars and lies
More hate to trace

Im burned alive
In a hateful place

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