Post by {†}Insane{†} on Apr 1, 2006 14:00:52 GMT -5
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Last Edit: Apr 1, 2006 14:01:32 GMT -5 by {†}Insane{†}
And if the sun comes up will it tear the skin right off our bones And then as razor sharp white teeth rip out our necks I saw you there Someone get me to the doctor, someone get me to a church Where they can pump this venom gaping hole And you must keep your soul like a secret in your throat And if they come and get me You put the spike in my heart!