That's all my body is saying.
But my mind is fucking.
Let's kill that shit, grab that glass and lets do crash
Go, hit them with your chair, they're so unfair
Let them swim with their own blood
And scream Who's Laughing now?!!!
Still...my body is moving, not a thing... only my lips is shaping.
Yes, form of smiling.
Sometimes, I just want to be bastard but I don't know why my body never cooperate with my mind.
Damn! asshole.
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