Journal
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February 26th, 2003 @ 3:57AM
HATRED
I’d like to tie you up
behind my truck
and drag you face down on the road.
I’d like to set your ass on fire
and then I’d watch you crash and burn
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Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
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I’d like to wrap you’re head
in a plastic bag
and watch you turn to blue.
I’d like to smash your face in ~
with a lead pipe,
until it’s goo
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Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
~
Take a look at me
and there you’ll se your own fatality.
It’s just my fantasy
to see you bleed to see you die in agony
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instrumental
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Dust to dust ,
I’ll grind your bones until you blow away
Ashes to ashes ,
I’d scoop up what’s left dance’n upon your grave
Take a look at me
and there you’ll se your own fatality.
It’s just my fantasy
to see you bleed to see you die in agony.
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~grace~1997~~
revised 2003