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She wanna be my beautiful victim wrapped up like a present Mane these rituals get worse whenever my clique is all present Wind is gusting moonlight shining on the crime scene it's disgusting If you saw it you would vomit, that ain't up for no discussion Before we go out on the trail, just leave your phone behind I leave mine too it's on the ground, I smash it so no one will find Locations I'm out of my mind, amazing how my knife will grind these faces Time after time, news pages, sniffing up these lines up off a bitch obituary It gets scary when I creep my red beam glaring through the cemetery It's the midnight freak, body parts all in the creek Stay up all night, watch them sink, skipping stones Underneath the stars, where your body be The dogs gon' find you and they'll probably lick your bones clean Eyes rolling back your vision going, and your nose bleeds One last breath, let me hear it from you, oh please Music to my ears, quit clinging to life, you gotta let go, please
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