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Black Milk
01:20
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Open my wounds do it now and spill my fucking blood
My paradise gained
He calls for me
He whispers in my ear
So softly
Death is ripe
Violence
He calls for me
His lips to my ear
He whispers
So softly
Violence
Death is ripe
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This I did to myself
For this I did to myself
I count the tides
In your dead eyes
How can I compete?
Bleed this dry
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Too tired I can’t move
My body is aching
Psychopathic in my means
Aim for Midas’s hands
I pull on my greasy hair
Covered in blood and skin
I find it hard to move
To move my body
Today was just one of those days
Pray for me
No ones coming
My arm’s gushing
From the chaos
Can’t be tired
Got to prevail
So much violence
The smell is rotten
I am the angel
For bloody justice
So much violence
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