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| 12 Jan 2014 08:19 AM |
Who the heck you think you are? Can't you see I'm Bruno Mars? You're telling me what to do. I won't catch grenades for you. You're a selfish, greedy little brat. Always telling me I'm fat. Well this is where I draw the line. You think your ways are always fine. Well they are not, you will see. What I'll make you do for me.
I hope you die in a hole. For all my hear you stole. Slit your throat with a blade. Watching as your body fades. See the blood pouring out. You know what this is all about. You're ugly, dumb and overrated. The way you look makes me agitated. The way you lied made me devastated. Now you're with that guy I hated.
I'll catch a grenade for ya. (Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh) Throw it back at your face for ya. (Ohhhh Ohhh) Grab a really sharp blade for ya. (Ohhhh Ohhh) Stab it right in your brain for ya. (Ohhh Ohhh)
You make me sick. Go and die. Hear your howling cries. As you fall and bleed to death. Want to catch your final breath. I hate everything about you. Every little thing you do. Leave me alone, and be left for dead. I'll put a bullet through your head. I hate everything you say. I want you dead by the end today.
I'll catch a grenade for ya. (Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh) Throw it back at your face for ya. (Ohhhh Ohhh) Grab a really sharp blade for ya. (Ohhhh Ohhh) Stab it right in your brain for ya. (Ohhh Ohhh) x2
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| 12 Jan 2014 11:10 AM |
Brilliant as usual Forza
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