Name: ##2024 fentanyl by xx_abstral2k13
Duration: 2 min 30 s
Description: prod me

##2024 fentanyl

you let spiders crawl on your finger tips at the play ground
you rub dirt into your hands before we swing

you hold hands with me when your sure that no ones around
its not like we were a couple or anything

but amy likes spiders
and amy likes dirt
amy likes flowers
amys the worst

i wish i could take back everything
i wish i could take back everything

2. amy likes spiders

prod me

Carrying a knife, blade leave you with an eyesore
Crystaline walls line the edges of a psych ward
Another body to cherish, emergency room in paris
Spending like the world is ending, how could I ever be so careless?
The room im in relflects decisions, as I make one more insicion
I feel the scapel giving way, its time to be my final victim
Life fading, angels crash to the floor
Suffocating, im not your girl anymore

Watch as I stomp his jaw into the concrete
How can you talk shit with your mouth sewn shut?
Dont expect to hear a voice when you call me
How can you talk shit with your own throat cut?
Bodies scattered, burning
My convinctions hurt me
Put it in the furnace
Shes crying and sunk to the floor,
I cant bare to see you longer
She said she hates her father  
I can feel the veil of death, and the fog of the ghosts in the woods growing stronger

emergency room in paris

prod me

Redactions...
I'm too ashamed of my actions..
I cant even start to sort
What you read in that report...
What i did, I did for fun
Taking life with no remorse
You can hide and you can run
Right hand when i up this gun..
Take a look in the mirror,
Cant you see its you your killing?
I shouldve died in that room
I remember the feeling
I couldve waited after,
For something bad to happen
Im on my way to heaven 
And everybodys laughing

Brutality, inscripted paragraphs remark the tragedies
Trying to forget forgotten faces in my memories
What has this world become, why did i wake up here
As i turn around the apparitions start to disapear
Its clear to see,
that youve met your time; its time to go
Total misery...
These are tools i use for taking souls
Theres a part of me
I swear it really hates this
Modifying bodies
Ill give you a little facelift

redacted

prod grafte
ft @sif666

I put the barrel to his skin,
"Feel it burn?"
This is the point of no return
When an optic's trained on your head,
Then you're already dead
Collecting casings, 
Replacing the next round in the chamber
A gun for hire
My only mission, killing a traitor
...
This is the point of no return
When an optic's trained on your head,
Then you're already dead
I must confess
I'm addicted to my profession
Obsessed with dealing out death
With these tools under my possession

sif:
god save me i’m boutta lose my mind
i jus trying to get fucked don’t waste my time
the type of meds that send shivers down ur spine
get so high
i won’t answer
i can’t handle
in the party 
grab a handle
i know u hate me but im too gone to care now
im all alone in the field like a scarecrow

##2024 fentanyl

xx_abstral2k13

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