I can smoke blunt
I can drink lean
I'm in your sight
My papers are green
It is a river
But river from your veins
They'll snatch your liver
They'll obnubilate your brains
I'm smoking blunt
'Cause she suicided
Depression is a hunt
Depression can't be desided
Her photos are burning
Her soul is burning too
And now I'm going
I don't know what to do
World become so empty
You can't understand
I'm not crazy
I'm from other land
So pale and skinny
So empty and so sad
Can u hear me
They call me fuckin' cad
I hate fuckin' people
I hate fuckin' lie
I'll implant you on the steeple
I hope that u will die
It is my hate
It is my rale
It can be so late
It can be like a rape
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