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The summer burns the trees to gold.
Moonlight rising for my soul.
You gave yourself away to someone.
Oh my God.
Chorus:
Lay it on the table...
And you know i'll bet them all.
Give me all you got. r*pe me.
Come inside and taste the fire.
Before long you shall be burned.
You gave yourself away to someone.
Oh my God...
Chorus:
Lay it on the table...
And you know i'll bet them all.
Can't stand to bleed
I rip s**t.
But I kick s**t.
Cause I don't stand to lose
And don't you let me find.
So don't cop attitude
Or think you're cool.
Better get it straight.
Before I compensate.
For that action
The satisfaction.
To bash my fist upon your face.
I've yet to find a reason.
My K-holed son...