mangry
I'm mangled I'm mangled my life is so tangled I'm mangled and angry and coming for you I'm mangled and twisted my hands are ball fisted I'm mangled I've angled revenge is best served cold now im coming for you I'm mangry I'm mangry who would dare blame me I'll make you double pay in my mind I'll replay your blood on my hands I'll never will wash away
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