Sweet Suffer
Letters are just a scream for help And your death will be so much of a help I pray for suffer I pray for justice and downfalls I pray for a cruel end I pray for accidents Isn't it so sweet of me? Isn't it the least I can do? I promise I'll pray harder for you To be killed by stray horndogs on a public avenue It's flesh and dirt day How does it feel facing your end this way I'm sorry I wasn't there to watch I saw no hand to catch Because they were both cut Right after some eye hatch So cute you and that one-eyed oldie had a match
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