RIFLES AT RECESS lyrics : "I Died Twenty Times In 1986"
skin? eight years and innocent, how did it feel to touch my skin? your hands buried
buried my tongue in the deepest grave , flowers were fading on gods brightest day.
i was sucha cute kid but now i hope youve spent these days practicing death. where
were the angels when screams died wishing that my throat was the size of forgiveness?
i was his sin. i hope that youve spent these days practicing death. i close my eyes
and you melt away....let's restart this $#&@ing war
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