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Throw a punch to the face of your opponent…
Gather the blood on your finger tips
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SHE IS A FUCKING FREAK
I just can't believe I went round her house for a drink
by LeanneBridgewater
18 lines,
on Sep 20 8:29 PM. In swear, eugh, angst, anti, punk, riot, society, people, lyric, rhyme, spoken, beat
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That you don’t dear, matters apply
Towards a dearly treasured guy
by LeanneBridgewater
34 lines,
on Jan 29 7:36 AM. In street, fight, riot, war, peace, god, Angst, Other, Abuse, lyric, Life, Lyrics, Pain
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I’m in this club, the club you’re in, I’ll tell you my story, this is where I’ll begin
My quest my love my cupid
by LeanneBridgewater
68 lines,
on Nov 5 12:50 PM 2008. In drunk, club, teen, youth, riot, other, anti, love, loss, alcohol, social
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Bad news ain't nothing when you've got me around. I turn {gore} into [GLAMOUR], baby && I know you f e e d on it. Pretty as a -picture- yet
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