when you mess with me you don't know what you've done because I say nothin you think you've won I constanly think why and the pain rains deep the thought stays in my mind and I see them in my sleep Some are born in this world bad seed from the start feel good giving pain having no soul or heart you've made me feel things that I don't like to feel know thank yourself for me for you taught me how to kill
Reason for writing:
this is what I had on my mind at the time
Birth sign: Virgo
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