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| well well well we meet again,you'll rot the day you crushed me Pontius Pilate, your such a coward, you die and in heaven you take the form of some bitch kid | |
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| what are you trying to say Jesus | |
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| You know what I'm trying to say, I knew you didn't want to crucify me, your just to weak, you can't just say no, your just looking out for yourself, I,I,I,I is that all you care about | |
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| hey man you expect me to get the bitches with wrinkley old loose skin | |
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Son this is the last time
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| I've had enough of your shit, Pop's you know what to do | |
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| Ahhhhhhhh, fine I'll pay up | |
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