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DyingDaily

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But then the please hit me
And then the please get me.
Step sideways from chapters serving genders as a title but a loan
Now I'm angry as a rapper with the devil on His throne

Zombies in my head,
Zombies on my phone,
zombies in my bed,
Zombies on my throne
My lasting Sup is on
pull that tab like it's a whip
If I ain't Subway then this staritch is on my ick
I'm no Ford when I be Taurus I'm oxen this snitch
I'm up in His glitch,
Remembering you reassuring you my fantasy's bliss
Ignore it, my E-gore lit.
Everything gory.
Everyday poury.
Bounce bounce bounce bounce
true story.
Had to ask me why the East is backing every Lorey
If I had a Q left I would question why you're boring,
Probably these checks like I'm actually reporting.
But the news is just in,
camamile scents ain't enough to goose floor-e
As I knock you off your ass hope it's Lucifer's attorney,
Cause it's Michael on the gurney and He's looser with the fury,
I snap then Gingerbread Brinks my Ho-dar now I'm zoning.
If you really underwater ain't hell hounds always burning,

Wait,
let me wreck this ship cause I just don't get,
so this method slit, No hate still rage as I wring this *hit
Call it in right now, Please, yes Dr. Ick. And the wickburns and my Onyx candle is obsidian,
I'm just a silly citizen.
With compliance not to copper skimp I'm concrete contract the crater with a lunatic.
Calm my anxious with with some bars that don't need evidence,
Just give me my medicine.
It's kind of like adrenaline.
I promise not to age a sin
Lie that I'm not perfect just to shirk a sinister begin.
Equal ladder ill because my pyramids be finished in.
Expansion no illiterate,
Revamper or I liter it. Elite litterer, a little lie I get.
But for you to white it all would force a tragedy to hit.
I know it's simply dealt, but I don't want to deal with it.
I need my focus, cause some really special people come to see me when I enter it.
Consciously, I don't need a script
But there's too much money on my back for me Murtle.
Either listen in or shut the front door and let me orbit,
An excuse that they're recording through my own proof of incrimination earning.
Tie my own noose, but I'm truly thinking that acting it is learning.
So I might just move irrationals rations out the captions.
No more wait, weight is up, *uck is happening.
No charity without me, so no. one tarantula tantrum money.
 
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Expozit

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Jesus christ! Lord Jesus Christ! Every knee shall bow down, evry toungue confess that you are Lord. Behold the wicked, as they speak vanity, blasphemes, and all evils. behold the pride of Lucifer's children. They don't fear God, they don't respect his name. What is men, but dust and ashes? What's his glory, but vanity? But you let them vomit before your throne, because thou art love, yet they have grown too big for their shoes. Resize them, reshape them they are out of tune, autotune them
 
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DyingDaily

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But an artist I blindly respect said D.O.A., yet another I employ says that death is not an option. It's like my souls an open cheek and I'm bleeding on you bastards. See my vapors don't blink so I'm holier than acid. A Child in Darkness, Controlled Collateral screw captors. Mainekey monks My O-Cd forever rapture but to see it all down would be speeding through the actors catching on to what's at stake and how my loss of it is cake batter for the young of lung when I'm passing out the rafters
Stacking ever ending chapters and chronicles sick,
Rolls of satanic currency currently at public capering and chatter.
And I spend it most wise, while advertisers hire me.
But I'm higher than the B.S. that I keep inspiring.
And I'm flier than the forecast that you keep inquiring,
Pray all the banners rise around and eight ball corner me,
They want to pin me to a cingular or TNT,
And they know that ever after is my lack of falling back when it's finally up to me.
I took 40 million years just to let it breathe.
Still you're all targeting the only one to see.
It's all been said and done,
Contained Catastrophe, two CC's in, still clutching to the gravity,
Imagine dragons?
I guess they did, see how they label me?
I'm not racing, I'm tracing, lacing grace grins.
Cause this money all fake,
that's why I'm raked in.
The truth is all weight,
an' I hate thin.
Gave me wheat thins, so I ate them,
Now I taste them, opies cased in,
Out of my mind,
No vacation,
Hell's a pretty slope I'm facing.
Only addict in attic this attic?
I don't hope so.
Another trap tested God I wrote so,
Get me on the track, and let me go go.
Where to?
No bozo's.
Shed tiers?
That's a low blow.
gilded armor in the North,
Skins of lions over shoulders
as I slaughter the best at retrieving all this damned gold.
I broke the bannister with the skull of a Lannister and I know they witness shiny so I bloodied up my steel door.
Just self reminder and a jest to slit the throat for. Is it not real if it's toast?or...
 
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