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Bleeding Angel

Red shirt,red shoes, red eyez,red moon, my knees are weak my heart falls hard suck by the leech and stab by the dark wingz fall low dreamz go bad the world is heavy but i carried it on my back fly no more the the bullet says then angel roars dies in the bed BLEED,BLEED,BLEED THREW THE STREETS

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Date: 11/3/2010 10:55:00 PM
Snaps bro... snaps!
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