Paroles Carnival Of Fetuses de Dead Jesus

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Textes et Paroles de Carnival Of Fetuses



And grabs a bottle and smashes it over my mommys head.
She falls to the floor (you fucking cunt we're through)
I can't take this anymore.
This can't go on.
What is this hell I was brought into?
My son.
I Gave life, but I don't really know you.
So much pain, just take it away.
Just like life the blood it drains and I am to be denied.
Hearts are bleeding children screaming; An orgasm of constant rage.
Pointed fingers in blackened mirrors.
I Never I asked for what I gave.
He punts me outside,
Throws me in the car, says I don't belong,
Takes me to the city dump, throws me out,
Stomps on my head one last time for good measure
So he can go on, and laughs as he rides away.
Nine months and a day.
Waste of time waste of my life.
If this is what I am destined to, I shall not exsist at all.
Roll around in the garbage,
Barbwire, broken glass till my flesh is one big scar.
Just like life the blood drains, and I am nevermore.

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