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Have no mercy on our souls, The Devil makes time for the average Joe The boat is waiting and its overflowed So weigh the world cuz its guna blow. Ill carve your name in a bullet so people will no you were the last thing that went threw my mind It was so thin and I was so blind, I never realized I crossed the line. Pushed down mountains with a feather, im hanging for dear life from a teather I thought It hurt me but It just spurred to me to go on a spree of tragedy Hey you, wana be, wana be somebody It's to late for you heros are born not made only u can make yourself something great sadly for you, you cant make anything Ill carve your name in a bullet so people will no you were the last thing that went threw my mind It was so thin and I was so blind, I never realized I crossed the line. Pushed down mountains with a feather, im hanging for dear life from a teather I thought It hurt me but It just spurred to me to go on a spree of tragedy.

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