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Stalking through your window
With the winds closed
Seeing all my things go
Start being slow
Wish I got the info
From your hero
Watch the blood flow
Prevent from getting told
Stalking through your window
With the winds closed
Seeing all my things go
Start being slow
Wish I got the info
From your hero
Watch the blood flow
Prevent from getting told
Hate it how it feels
Watch the walls peel
No reason to kill
Ain’t nothing until
Hate it how it feels
Watch the walls peel
No reason to kill
Till, Till, Till, Till
See your life soon I’ma catch a damn faith
Don’t overreact with the tears on your face
Perish all my sins feel everything is fake
Everything you make is I what I take whatever
Half living or half sober its mixed a lot
Underviewed with a case on me or a bound pot
Not worth a hit or target yeah skin turns hot
You can come and try you can tell me not
Slaughter or not or related try at your own risk or never
Stalking through your window
With the winds closed
Seeing all my things go
Start being slow
Wish I got the info
From your hero
Watch the blood flow
Prevent from getting told
How can I get more ideas? I can’t make songs anymore