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in your head. offspring sent out to die. Living mandatory suicide Suicide, suicide, suicide, suicide Holes burn deep in your chest. Raked by machine gun fire. Screaming skull sent out to die
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suffocates my life Suicide machine. Locked up in this cage. Suicide machine. I don't understand They tried to shut me up. They tried to shut me down. They tried to throw me away, I'll never give it up
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me I'm steady losin' my sleep. 'Cuz niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the street, and it's a Suicide, it's a suicide. Suicide, it's a suicide. It's a, suicide, it's a suicide. Suicide, it's a
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Bài hát Like Suicide - Seether . Premedit ation will kill the trust. They'll never know if you fear me. With every second collecting dust. I feel so bloated and weary. 'cause she belongs to heaven
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Blam. It's a - suicide, it's a suicide. It's a - suicide, it's a suicide. It's do or die. If you want that GRIT. And you're about the DOUGH. Better do it like a G, baby! Bridge Redman (Blam). They
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me like. Suicide. Suicide. Suicide 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 million ways. To leave this whole wide world so cold. Stuck on my *** I been drinkin' for days. And I got the nerve to put that Bonneville on
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me I'm steady losin' my sleep. 'Cuz niggas ain't familiar with the rules of the street, and it's a Suicide, it's a suicide. Suicide, it's a suicide. It's a, suicide, it's a suicide. Suicide, it's a
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do and it sucks what you play. It's professional suicide, professional suicide. Saving all you've got for a rainy day You do what you want and you play what you want. But it's * what you do and
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do and it sucks what you play. It's professional suicide, professional suicide. Saving all you've got for a rainy day You do what you want and you play what you want. But it's * what you do and
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do and it sucks what you play. It's professional suicide, professional suicide. Saving all you've got for a rainy day You do what you want and you play what you want. But it's * what you do and
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night. I'm so tired of living. This suicide life. That ain't no reason to live Wake up in the night. And think of all the years. Falling from the ceiling. And covering your ears You don't know how
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I can't see the scene that you mirror in your idol. But a pawn's only purpose is completely suicidal. Oh, suicide, it's a suicide. I'm just talking to the world like it's you and I When it comes to
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oxygen. Contaminated water is what we drink. Pollution, killing the plants we need. Mass suicide caused by the engineers. . We all live in this dying world. We will witness its final fall. Caused by
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I'm going down to suicide alley. Cause the air that I breathe tastes better down there. . I'm going down to suicide alley. Cause it seems as if, as if it's the only place for me. . And I'm
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My life, my life in the suicide ranks. My life, my life in the suicide ranks. My life, my life in the suicide ranks My life, my life in the suicide ranks. My life, my life in the suicide ranks
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under. Nothing's like being with her, with her. She's like suicide but it feels alright. I could die today, give my life away. She's like suicide but I just can't fight. Her gravity tonight. She's like
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heat. . Burn!. . Ambushed by the spray of lead. Count the bullet holes in your head. Offspring sent out to cry. Living mandatory suicide. Suicide x 4. . Holes burn deep in your chest. Raked by
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heat. . Burn!. . Ambushed by the spray of lead. Count the bullet holes in your head. Offspring sent out to cry. Living mandatory suicide. Suicide x 4. . Holes burn deep in your chest. Raked by
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heat. . Burn!. . Ambushed by the spray of lead. Count the bullet holes in your head. Offspring sent out to cry. Living mandatory suicide. Suicide x 4. . Holes burn deep in your chest. Raked by
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. don't do it don't do it. don't. don't try suicide. Nobodys worth it. don't try suicide. Nobody cares. don't try suicide. Youre just gonna hate it. don't try suicide. Nobody gives a damn. . So
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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Heard it from another room. Eyes were waking up just to fall asleep. Love's like suicide. Dazed out in a garden bed. With a broken neck lays my broken gift. Just like suicide. . And my last
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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The paper called it suicide. A bullet from a forty-five. Nobody cared and nobody cried. Don't that make you feel sad?. . Peter brent combed his hair. And sent for the police. Policeman came
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