Good luck

Sickhead

Deviot

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I split blood on my walk and I sped the fire.

I think about the moment when I was there.

And then I bend it all, nothing is worthless.

There´re a lot of things I´ve always tried to tell you.

I lie, I lied...

I´d like to vomit on your tomb when I think in your dead, my small friend to see is to believe and I believe you´re dumb.

You are on my way. I´m getting your good luck.