I get mad
I kill all that piss me off
So I start breathing
After screaming
It is all I can do
Mainly when I feel like A screw
And I don't worry
Because I know it gets though
So I might shoot you out the door
And pretend you got bored
But don't forget this I may love you more
I don't think it matters...
because I won't do it
I can't go though it
There my Freaky little song
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