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Pageninetynine
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Life In a Box
It seems to be cold in here inside the empty head of you, the end of you. when you speak, your pink, pink snout spouts out poison, and wihtout a doubt they believe in you... idiots, well i know, yes i know what this about, i have most definately figured you out, behind your vile smile there is more teeth then i can count and a pair of hounds to go with your lying again
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