| The Number Twelve Looks Like You – If These Bullets Could Talk Lyrics | 20 years ago |
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this is what's spoken: "As i plan on burying your lifeless body, i'll be sure to shatter the tombstone set in place, there's nothing more i'd like to see than your face explode as you fall into a tub.. something something chemicles and your appendages torn off, the only thing left in her morgue was a gun... a gun" |
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