2009-05-06
Millon Dollar Hell
i'm behind you sniffin out your trail i can smell you while you fail to hypnotize rotten from its politician, nothing but a fake, lobotomized SO BRING IT TO ME SO I CAN WATCH YOU BLEED { until the next time . . . } THERE'S NO ONE LEFT TO INFECT WITH YOUR DI . tellin people what they want to hear all your pretty bull in their ears you and give away so you can getting paid to hide your real , while you die in million dollar hell so throw the bone and kill your prey and send the hounds who feed on your decay push your face into the sand and pull the nail you dug into your hand