fakedeath

this street we walk upon this corner full of piss and fear this street won't bear it long it slants, it tilts, it's brought outside alive cover your face when you walk by drench your visions in darkness spit up blood when you cough cool, cool, cool cough, cool, cool, cool we dine on visions with new eyes creep, creep, creep, creep we cut our...
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"Come back little raven and bite my face
I've been waiting, endless waiting
Come back and bite my face"