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SICKENED

 
IT SICKENS
ME
DAY AFTER DAY
WHAT YOU
WANT ME TO SAY

IM NOT
GONNA BOW
BEFORE A FUCKING FOOL

GET.YOUR. MIND
OUTTA THE GUTTER
BEFORE YOU FUCKING DROWN

GET.YOUR.MIND
OUTTA THE GUTTER
BEFORE.YOU. END. UP
UNDERGROUND

(Cause it just)
IT SICKENS
ME
DAY AFTER DAY
WHAT YOU
WANT ME TO SAY

I AINT YOUR
FUCKIN.BITCH

YOU CAN RUN
BUT YOU CANT HIDE
YOU CAN RUN
BUT YOU'LL NEVER SURV

IVE
WHAT I HAVE IN STORE
FOR.YOU.THIS.TIME
----------
IM.NOT
YOUR
FUCKIN
BITCHHHHH
------------
(URGHHHHH)
-----------
IT SICKENS
ME
DAY AFTER DAY
WHAT YOU
WANT.ME.TO.SAY
--------CAUSE
IM NOT YOUR...
IM NOT YOUR...
IM NOT YOUR...
BITCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Written by AleKsandrovich47
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