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Aesthetic Meat

I've had visions of killing you
Your worthless game of lust
It makes me sick
I want to watch the life
Escape from your eyes
Before turning the page
You said you would be there
When l found myself
But how will you know who's knocking
Your house doesn't have windows either
I told you to kill yourself
'Cause the stench of darkness
Is always too pungent
And burns my nose hairs
You get passed down
Another victim
Our kind is obsessed with rape
Your suffering means nothing

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Writer(s): Bob Bob, Dead Eddie, Kyle Sandals, Zong
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