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kill ebola - substance d lyrics

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laying sore in my bed
theres a war in my head
its a chore till my death
back to core when i end

scared of life scared of death might as well get some bread while im frying my dome

and they know how it goes
how i come then im ghost
its cold hibernate on my own
wolf behind play wearing clothes
not ashamed how ive grown
went off the pavement of road
for the placement of clones
bled on the th+rns for the rosе
hateful then playful with bros
grateful my my scopе made some gross
throughout the growth that i chose
give up the dope then i mope

- kill ebola lyrics

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