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    Pig faced babies, living on maybes.
    Sodomize the dying, anal fuck confining.
    Strangled youth screams to me, ripping out your ecstasy.
    Kurt Cobain rejects fill out Generation X.

    Words like needles, jabbing into me.
    Paint the pictures, all dirty images.
    I see your little scheming, wake up stop your dreaming.
    I feel just like I should, pain feels so good.

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    Pain, I feel it
    Pain, I need it
    Pain, I bleed it
    Pain, believe it

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