i want to hear you moan
a low and throaty groan
grind against your bones
i want to make you moan
i want to see you cry
see the tears fill up your eyes
and though i dont know why
id like to see you cry
i want to know you hurt
from the pressure of these words
from the weight of all your dirt
i want to know it hurts
now, id love to watch you die
watch you choke on every lie
watch your blood drip dry
i would kill to watch you die

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