I'Ve Killed Many Times

there were bloods,
whilst people scream
there were gunshots,
 can't anyone undo the scene

Favored for some
Tough luck for most

the screams and the noises
they were everywhere
Pure chaos
Some are begging for mercy
Many begs for liberty

I've killed them once
I've killed them twice
I am out of control
I've killed many times

I couldn't believe my eyes
This is the quarter life
Soothes the eyes for
the Aftermath, they allure



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