The day has dawned
The world is out of reach
Kids keep being spawned
They keep fucking on a beach
They jerk off in their room
Guys smoke some pot and joke
Girls treated with a broom
We all have hearts of oak
Sluts with whom you live
Keep screwing with your scrap
PMS their hive
I'd shoot them off the map
Sunset and I'm there
Rugby on the cube
My trophy's on the wall
They laughed now they're screwed
When I lay down and sleep
I pray for those I hate
They're trash why should they leap?
God will fish them out like bait
1 comment:
tanta manter a calma. as sluts d tua home vao acalmar senao ainda lhes cortas o pescoço. lol. b cool
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