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Suicidal Tendencies Controlled By Hatred Feel Like Shit

are gonna go They'll be singing "Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby I love you so" So won't everybody sing along cause her comes just another love song I need you like

Kept in the guard of Mother Nature's womb Resting in the safety of their tomb Sheltered by six feet of soil and rock The spade is the key with which

bang my head against the wall It seems like no one cares at all Always an emotion, but how can I explain How can I explain Kind of like the scent of a