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You sound awesome! ! ! ! ! !
I have to say, you do have talent, your dark humor is pretty creepy but people love the dark, even if they're afraid of it.
Jacob bleedsRight on the streetJacob bleedsAll on your feet.You stomp and sputterAnd curse and shoutBut you do nothingTo stop the spout.Jacob's bloodMade no demandsYet Jacob's bloodIs on your hands.