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"My frustratione needs release, cut me open hear me bleed
playing punk keeps me sane, dont need drugs to numb the pain"
"My heart is broke, but I have some glue,
help me inhale and mend with you"
"Crack my head open on your kitchen floor,
proved to you that I had brains"
"With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall
red on the ceilin, red on the floor, get a new whore
met on the second, wet on the third;
then she's dead on the fourth"
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