marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:01:03 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:01:03 GMT -4
everyone wants to try to gun you down . . . [gun you down in pain]
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:01:37 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:01:37 GMT -4
a cut that never heals pray that your life was just a dream
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:01:53 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:01:53 GMT -4
its quite decieving ..i feel the reason as its leaving me no, not again
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:02:20 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:02:20 GMT -4
call you so clearly but you dont wanna hear me [nobody's listening]
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:02:36 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:02:36 GMT -4
getting high each night, daddys little girl aint so little no more
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:02:58 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:02:58 GMT -4
betray the ones you love, its a pawn in this f**king game we call life
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:03:15 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:03:15 GMT -4
each day i feel it swallow, each moment it tears something important from me
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:03:36 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:03:36 GMT -4
you aint fighting the right enemy, im full of pain, dont mess with me
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:03:54 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:03:54 GMT -4
if heaven is for clean people, then its vacant [im frantic; so load me up]
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:04:11 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:04:11 GMT -4
call my name, youll be okay, your scream is burning through my veins
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marred
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Oct 14, 2005 20:04:40 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:04:40 GMT -4
fxck it all and no regrets, im madly in anger with you [; ill hang myself]
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marred
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Oct 14, 2005 20:04:57 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:04:57 GMT -4
take a step outside yourself its revolting; your not much; you cant do anything
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marred
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Oct 14, 2005 20:05:19 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:05:19 GMT -4
i see your pretty face, smashed against the bathroom floor
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marred
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Oct 14, 2005 20:05:45 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:05:45 GMT -4
look around sometimes i get sad; cause my life is spinning out of control
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marred
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counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums [go back to sleep]
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Oct 14, 2005 20:06:09 GMT -4
Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:06:09 GMT -4
another knife in my hands, a stain that never comes off the sheets
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