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So who cares, no big deal.This is all wonderful, wonderfuly terrible.
With a dark cloud above at least you'll find relief from the heat.
Quiet down, listen up.
You're an embarassment.
Crying and sniviling.
Its just a matter of time before I get what i want.
You give answers, I ask questions.
I make demons you fulfil them.
You're desperate, on the phone.
Begging for sweet release, relief from your suffering.
You know that time's running out and I still dont have what I want.
You give answers, I ask questions.
I make deamons, you fulfil them.
Stains across your lips.
Dare to look through the shade.
Maybe theyre coming soon.
A proper birth for you.
No more today, not today.
Not today, not today. All of its miserable, ugly and horrible.
It's just a matter of time before I find what I want.
Its just a matter of time before I get what i want.
You give answers, I ask questions.
I make demons you fulfil them.
You're desperate, on the phone.
Begging for sweet release, relief from your suffering.
You know that time's running out and I still dont have what I want.
You give answers, I ask questions.
I make deamons, you fulfil them.
Stains across your lips.
Dare to look through the shade.
Maybe theyre coming soon.
A proper birth for you.
No more today, not today.
Not today, not today. All of its miserable, ugly and horrible.
It's just a matter of time before I find what I want.
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