The Number Twelve Looks Like You Clarissa Explains
Cuntainment Letras:
The horror they leave in three's they always do
I'm holding hands with the devil while you make
your deal with jesus so let me milk your prostate
with the unborn meat fingers - Horrible your eyes
implode with lucider's hammer so you don't watch
it's satisfaction guaranteed the horror this
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condemned end of life three are dead one wounded
you just should have planted the rotten seed
inside your grandmother she could afford the
abortion three one dead what was it what was
occupying your mind into the vaginal secretion
I'll drop my rotten seed to you it's time to trash
the fetal tissue it's time to trash the fetal
tissue one two three four five six.
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