You're a fucking piece of shit.
And I hate your fucking guts.
You're lying through your teeth and you're always fucking cut.
You're a hypocrite.
You're a fucking piece of shit.
And I hate your fucking life.
FUCK.
Everything thing is lost
We won't survive.
As seasons fade
We pay the price.
Words cannot describe
How much hate I feel.
Sitting here alone.
This isolation
has never felt so fucking great.
Survival is bleak
This winter has left me blind.
But it's for the better
As I hate your fucking face.
You won't make it out alive
Cause I fucking hate your guts.
You're fucking dead.
You're fucking dead.
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