| Stalking you
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| Knowing your every move from the start
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| Solid, are my plans from the notes I keep of you
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| Soon you’ll be with me my love
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| Never to return again
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| Rotting, mine forever more
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| Can’t you see, that we were meant to be
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| You’re all alone, I creep up to your doorstep
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| No one sees me waiting patiently
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| For you to answer the doorbell
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| And except my surprise, traumatize
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| Bash the fucking teeth out of your mouth
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| Scratch and claw as if i mind the pain
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| Take you to the basement where I’ll
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| Carry out my plans, your slow death
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| Begin lacerations
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| Begin torture
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| Drenched in gasoline
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| Now you’ll pay
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| Now you’ll suffer
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| Burning stench of flesh
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| Burn in hell
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| Kick to the face, put out the fire with my
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| Custom baseball bat
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| Wrapped up in barbed wire, rusted and weathered
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| From the resident before fucking your crispy corpse
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| Abstinence in life, but not in death
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| Battered, burned, and lifeless your reality
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| Burn in hell |