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After You

AFTER YOU Call me weird ’cause I’m a goth, ’cause I’m tattooed and love war like a brother – does this shock you? Piss you off? Good, I’m glad it does! Feel your anger burn, do you feel alive? C’mon, try it on, I’ll smash your face in, beat you down. I’m proud of me, being one to piss you off and to make you dislike me. I have power over you, I speak my opinion and dress how I want. You’re all sheep, herd animals that know no other way! So I say to you, kiss my butt and go to your graves and watch your back – Ill be after you…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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