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Never again will I doubt you of treason,
To stay and yet run, without thoughts of reason.
Abandoned to Wasteland, not lacking in spite.
Said not to care, but to do what was right.

They told me not to trace, to whisper, to fool.

Bones have taxes too, like a man before prime.
Pale white skin, peeling like a four-leaf clover.
She was not my lover,
But a remedy to the stabbing obselete.
Pay your fines, mother****er.

Take your last step apon your distant future,
To hold out your hand and wail for demise,
Your tools glow red, reminding of war.
The war, what the **** were you fightinging for?

Bones have taxes too, like a man before prime.
Pale white skin, peeling like a four-leaf clover.
She was not my lover,
But a remedy to the stabbing obselete.
Pay your fines, mother****er.


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First proper song i've ever written. I'm 15 and this was for my first band project with a few friends of mine. It's far from decent, but I thought i'd share.
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It's not terrible. But you can easily replace fuck and motherfucker with something. I mean, it's really not too creative to use swear words anyway these days...