I‛ll get revenge Pour bleach on your head, and now you‛re dead Disinfect, so hold your breath
and say goodbye I look at you and suddenly, I start to puke You‛re everywhere, seeping into everything Piles of trash, but I won‛t let you hatch because you‛re bugging me.

Album: Collection of Tintypes
Data: 6 noiembrie 2024

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Die Sünde.
LΔMIΔ, a palpitating snake, Bright, and cirque-couchant in a dusky brake. She was a gordian shape of
I‛ll get revenge Pour bleach on your head, and now you‛re dead Disinfect, so hold your breath
We are America. We are the coffin fillers. We are the grocers of death. We pack them in crates like
she is rinsing it off in the river. This is the death market.  America, where are your credentials?



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