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He Comes Back At Five

HE COMES BACK AT FIVE Shoot me twice In the head Please be sure I’m Dead dead hate him so crave his kiss hate me when i miss his bliss Love is blind But I’m not Suffering Is passion’s plot Guts on fire Banging head Shoot me till I’m dead dead So be kind End it all Ain't no time to Stall stall He’ll come back Straight at five Can’t find me alive live Shoot me twice In the head Verify I’m dead dead Shoot me twice Aim it square Stab me if you dare dare Shoot me twice Aim it square But don’t Muss up my frigging hair, hair

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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