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The Butterfly Hacker
I wanna be your demise
I wanna put a blade in your eyes
I wanna tape it, rewind, and then watch it again
I wanna see you beg for your life
I wanna see you run from my knife
I wanna turn your blood into wine and chagrin
I wanna eat you like fleas
I wanna be your disease
I wanna see you agonize; I’m dying for more
I wanna hack you to shreds
I wanna go back to bed
I wanna wake up and do it just like before
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