zago – for the maggots that will chew my flesh lyrics
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waiting in my grave
all the time that i wasted
consumed by the hate
emotions flow like waves
walls of my room are straits
stucked on my own h+ll that i created
there’s meat stucked to my drills
legs hurt and my skin peels
i can’t forget the f+cking deal
knife made of steel
i’m done with sh+t mane
done with sh+t mane
young rose records
team in paris, where it’s
stop staring, we are wearing gold
keep my f+cking letter
fella rotten in the weather
till she say how?
without a call, she said
looking at my face now
you are a crazy b+tch
i’m here to fill my bank account
who is wasted now?
take a rose
of the garden of the bones
coming from the south
more loud
coming from the south
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