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ever since i was a jehovah's witness,
ma sat me down, told me the truth about christmas, became a paradox, unravelled enigma, got my daddy's temper, cant escape that stigma, told of demons, now the walls whisper, kill..kill...its low tone but the pitch is shrill, on my way to bed, biscuits with milk, shiver down my spine, i stand still, is it they will...that i murder stepdad phil, that onus on me, and in all honesty, i fully agree, when my young eyes first glimpsed em, i fell in love with manson and hitler, brady and oj simpson, wrote fan mail to em all without my parents permission, i used to be a conscious self, but the old me's in remission, so sit tight, while i give my rendition, of the jolly rodger cook book, body snatch, give that corpse a quick fuck, the skin still warm, my good luck, |
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