Sitting down in small space watching my vision displayed on a screen, keep a book of cuttings starring my dark and twisted fantasy, but my mother disaproves, she seems to think i'm a waste of space and blames me for my father's actions that put him right in his place, move the plans to dark room where i cannot be disturbed, wrap it around wait for the prey grab the steel bar and beat away
Need more, let's keep score, you're just perfect for what i need, exactly what i'm looking for, sit down and zip your mouth and put your hands behind your back, in the line you'll be leading, when you'll be mechanically bleeding
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