Constantly announcing hell
The joy not to be
To die of not dying
How to be appalled
When you're death's best friend
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Condemned to choke
Every word I pray
"Who was pretending us?"
Condemned to choke
Every word I pray
You came
And read the current and the gas
You closed the doors in our house politely
Like someone who isn't welld in life
Writer(s): Anja Plaschg
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