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So Be It
You invade my space... I'm coming
You with your face in the soil now choke on the pebbles
Soon you'll know your place... you struggle
To escape your fate, you cry... no one's coming
I'm gonna make this last
It will not be fast
In a pile of broken glass
your life is through
I will smash your face in
I'll fight you down to the pavement
You can't see
You can't breathe
In the floor
face in the floor
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face in the floor
In the floor
You can't breathe
You can't see
I'll fight you down to the pavement
I will smash your face in
your life is through
In a pile of broken glass
It will not be fast
I'm gonna make this last
To escape your fate, you cry... no one's coming
Soon you'll know your place... you struggle
You with your face in the soil now choke on the pebbles
You invade my space... I'm coming
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| SSo BBe IIt |
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| oS eB tI |
| zo ve jt |
| zSo vBe jIt |
| Szo Bve Ijt |
| wo ge 9t |
| wSo gBe 9It |
| Swo Bge I9t |
| do ne lt |
| dSo nBe lIt |
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| Sdo Bne Ilt |
| eo he ot |
| eSo hBe oIt |
| Seo Bhe Iot |
| xo Bee kt |
| xSo B kIt |
| Sxo Be Ikt |
| ao Bs 8t |
| aSo Bse 8It |
| Sao Bes I8t |
| Soo B3 ut |
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| So Be3 Iut |
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