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As a child I was given the gift to entertain you But through blood I inherited A life that could destrou you. I drink all day. I smoke all day. I've done it all but tap the vein. These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons All these christians come alive and try and sell you My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the old. You know it's bad, some may say sad, a hangover is inspiration. Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad trip the, the emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of fullfilment to me is me. The big picture. These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of what the christians immortalize my situation My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old Embrace some religion. To get close to some undivine ejaculation point. Simply to thy ghost I cling. Simply to thy ghost I reject. Simply to thy ghost I give spit. Tempter, tempting,tempt me. Molest me. You know that I'll submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships with these christians. You know they'll sell you my soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old. Get This Ringtone

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