I'm sittin here alone just tryin to forget, but these fuckin demons just keep talkin in my head.
I swing my hatchet up and bury it in your head, i laugh like hell while your fucking gushing red.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a bong.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a bong.I live a wicked life thats just what i have to do, i'm wicked 8 so fuck you.
while this bitch is cryin i sit here and smirk, shut the fuck up bitch now get back to work.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a bong.I'm trapped in the darkness not sure if i can win, i try to crawl out but i'm only shoved back in.
rollin up an "L" and all this damn good shit, shut that dumb bitch up and take another hit.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a bong.Forgive me mother for fucking up your life, with my psycho shit and my twisted use of knives.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a bong.Engulfed by the fire don't think i can breathe, all i really want is my demons to fucking leave.
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, I fight them away from dusk to dawn,
I fight them away from dusk to dawn, but all i really need is a rip from a Mother Fucking bong.
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Twisted Poems
PoetryTwisted Poems!! Everyone here are a few songs that i wrote in the past that i failed at singing but think they sound pretty good as poems. and im going to put them up as poems because i think the world should be able to see some underground poems. :D