my best friend
my best friend
oboma is horable
if you dont like soccer go ******** your self
life suckes if your hater or a snich
This morning there´s no rods or staffsTo comfort you dressed as a targetAs you amble in your chains and stumble throughThe corridors that lead to our makeshift valley of deathIn the prison's backyardWhere you'll give us your final breathLast night I saw you dine with lovers and human tearsBut glanced at me in waysThat brought to life my sleeping fearsThat today you'll bite my neckToday you'll bite my neckThat today you'll bite my neckToday you'll bite my neckToday you'll bite my neckToday you'll bite my neckThat today you'll bite my neckToday you'll bite my neck...[Continues in the background]Peel away the aging skinExpose this lifeless body and avoidDivinity within (I watch my temple fall to pieces)Divinity within (I watch my temple fall to pieces)So tell me why when I've read to your rightsWhen your time no longer seemed perfectWhen your crime's no longer absurdWhat will you sayWhen we ask you what are your final words?When your crime's no longer absurdWhat will you, what will you say, Kezia,When we ask what are your final words?What are your final words
here a pic of me just learn how to do wall paper
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