Pg.99

Pg.99 - Life In A Box lyrics

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It seems to be cold in here, inside the empty head of 
you. The end of you. When you speak, your pink, pink pout 
spouts out poison, and without a doubt, they believe in 
I have most definitely figured you out. Behind your vile 
smile, here is more teeth than I can count and a pair of 
horns to go with your lying grin.

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Language: English

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