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Words To Twelve Steps

some words shouldn't be said like wishing someone dead and all those words of hate will make hate inflate there's too much anger for this head banger back when Quiet Riot was big I was partying like a pig never mind using your fist cross out fighting from the list hand shakes and greetings at twelve steps meeting it cleared my head some and gave me freedom

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