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EP • 2015
AND I DON’T KNOW WHY, THE BULL HAS TO DIE BUT I DON’T SEE WHY, IT SHOULDN’T DIE BY THE SPINE LIKE AN OFF-BRAND TIE, WRAPPED AROUND A GUY HUNG FROM A POWER LINE I KNOW, I KNOW (I DON’T WANNA BE IT) I DON’T, I DON’T (I DON’T WANNA SEE IT) AND THE RED FLAG RISES, HORNS GO UP WITH AN EXCHANGE OF GLANCES, EYES LOCK IT’S A GAME OF CHANCES, HAVE YOU RUN OUT OF LUCK? I GUESS WE’LL SEE WHAT HAPPENS I KNOW, I KNOW (I DON’T WANNA BE IT) I DON’T, I DON’T (I DON’T WANNA SEE IT) NO. DON’T KNOW. AND I DON’T KNOW WHY, THE BULL HAS TO DIE BUT I DON’T SEE WHY, IT SHOULDN’T DIE BY THE SPINE AND I DON’T KNOW WHY, THE BULL HAS TO DIE AND I DON’T KNOW WHY DON’T. KNOW. WHY.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
HOW COULD YOU DO IT, HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT? HOW COULD YOU DECIDE TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF HER? DID YOU FEEL LIKE A MAN? DID YOU DESTROY HER SENSE OF LOVE? IT’S NOT FUNNY, NO IT’S NOT. IT’S NOT FUNNY, I HOPE YOU ROT. HOW COULD? HOW COULD YOU? HOW COULD? HOW COULD YOU? HANDS OFF. HANDS OFF HER. HANDS OFF. HANDS OFF HER. RAPE CULTURE FLOWS ACROSS THIS LAND, CAN’T YOU SEE HOW DETRIMENTAL THAT IS?
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
OH, NOT NOW I DON’T NEED THIS NOW. AND I DON’T WANNA BE THE ONE TO TELL YOU IT’S NO FUN. BUT I CAN’T TAKE THIS NOW, AND I DON’T WANT TO DROWN. SO HOW DO I GO ABOUT, WITHOUT BRINGING YOU DOWN? IT’S THAT HANDSOME FACE, AND THOSE BLUE EYES. I DON’T THINK YOU REALIZE. GAH, I CAN’T. GET THIS TO NOT SOUND BAD. I HOPE YOU KNOW I CARE BUT DEAR, OH DEAR. IT CAN’T WORK, WITH THAT CHILDISH LITTLE SMIRK. I HATE TO PUT IT THIS WAY, AND I DON’T WANT TO SAY. I DON’T, I DON’T, I DON’T I DON’T I DON’T. I DON’T WANNA SAY IT, I DON’T WANNA SAY IT I DON’T WANNA SAY IT, I DON’T WANNA SAY IT I DON’T WANNA SAY IT, I DON’T WANNA SAY IT (I DON’T, I DON’T) I DON’T WANNA SAY IT, I DON’T WANNA SAY IT (GUESS I HAVE TO)
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
I CAN’T HELP YOU, WHEN YOU ACT LIKE THIS YOU’RE SENSE OF “MISFORTUNE" IS A PETTY TRICK YOU’RE ENTITLED TO NOTHING, AND YOU DON’T SEE SHIT WHILE DADDY’S MONEY, PAYS FOR YOUR GUILT TRIP AND YOU WANT IT, AND YOU WANT IT, AND YOU WANT IT NOW WANT IT, WANT IT, WANT IT NOW, NOT NOW. AND YOU NEED IT, AND YOU NEED IT, AND YOU NEED IT NOW. NEED IT, NEED IT, NEED IT NOW, NOT NOW. AND THEY LOOK, AND THEY SAY NOTHING CAN YOU, RELATE TO SOMETHING? OH DEAR, CAN’T YOU SEE? THERE’S NOTHING TO BE SEEN AND YOU WANT IT, AND YOU WANT IT, AND YOU WANT IT NOW WANT IT, WANT IT, WANT IT NOW, NOT NOW. AND YOU NEED IT, AND YOU NEED IT, AND YOU NEED IT NOW NEED IT, NEED IT, NEED IT NOW, NOT NOW. YOU’RE ENTITLED TO NOTHING.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
STATUS, STATUS OF HIM STATUS, STATUS OF HIM NOW STATUS, STATUS OF HIM STATUS, STATUS OF HIM NOW BLEEDING, BLEEDING OUT AND FEELING, LIKE THERE’S NO ONE THERE BULLETS, BULLETS DANCING FRIENDS ARE, FRIENDS ARE FALLING DOWN IF HELL IS TRUE IF HELL IS TRUE IF HELL IS TRUE THEN I’VE SEEN IT AND SO HAVE YOU STATUS, STATUS OF HIM STATUS, STATUS OF HIM NOW STATUS, STATUS OF HIM STATUS, STATUS OF HIM NOW SCREAMING, CRIES FOR MOTHERS CORPSES, ONLY SEEING RED FILING, OUT IN LINES AND WATCHING, ALL OF THEM DROP DEAD NO. OH NO. NO DEATH FOR GLORY
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
KILL YOUR FRIENDS, KILL YOUR FRIENDS THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS, IT BEGINS FEAR INDUCED HALLUCINOGENS, HALLUCINOGENS CRAWLING OUT FROM END TO END, END TO END NO FUN, NO FUN IN HERE. NO FUN, NO FUN AT ALL. AND IT’S SO COLD I DON’T CONSIDER THIS HOME AND I’M LOSING MY MIND IN HERE. TAKE AWAY EVERYTHING THAT MAKES IT SEEM TO CLICHÉ, SO UNCLEAN WHILE MY MIND SATURATES, IN DEEP THINKING CAN I GET AWAY FROM HERE, CAN I FLEE? AND I DON’T WANT IT, AND I DON’T EVEN CARE. I DON’T WANT IT, AND I DON’T EVEN CARE. I DON’T THINK THAT I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING I DON’T THINK THAT I KNOW WHO I’M FOOLING. I DON’T THINK THAT I KNOW WHAT I’M DOING I DON’T THINK THAT I KNOW WHO I’M FOOLING. DOING, FOOLING. KILL YOUR FRIENDS, KILL YOUR FRIENDS THIS IS WHERE IT BEGINS, IT BEGINS FEAR INDUCED HALLUCINOGENS, HALLUCINOGENS CRAWLING OUT FROM END TO END, END TO END DORM WATER
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
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