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Are you gonna call SISSY female fronted while I still have a dick?
Hey Mrs Blahblahblah, here’s a woke ally-ship article just for you
A whole flaccid society of insecurity and indignity
Compulsory heterosexuality and performative gender
I am nothing but a regular cunt
Trans existence is more hated than you can understand (unless you understand)
CIS is not the only way
My only wish if for you to not treat me like such a token freak.
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Thotcrime - High On Data
02:43
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Zovi - Timid Banshee
02:08
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I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
But I still go aaaaaaaaaaaa
I'm a timid banshee
I'm a timid banshee
I'm a timid banshee
But I still go aaaaaaaaaaaa
I cry, it's in my nature
I scream, it's my nomenclature
I'm used to this shadow world
I mean, I'm just a shy girl
Who goes aaaaaaaa a lot
Like this!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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I'm a timid banshee
I'm a timid banshee
I'm a timid banshee
But I still go aaaaaaaaaaaa
I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
I'm a timid banshee (I'm a timid banshee)
But I still go aaaaaaaaaaaa
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JISEI - 41% Burnt
01:54
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Thraximundar - Big Money
02:36
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_NU11 - Napalm Breath
02:32
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_Nu11 - Napalm Breath ft Tyler Patchett
Scorched bodies in the fields
Do you smell the burning flesh?
The fire burns around me
All from the Napalm Breath
The maggots slowly devour
The decaying, the helpless
These winds blow violently
With this volatile substance
They want you
To suffer
The bodies
All over
The bombs drop
The explosions
All this death and they feel no emotion
Shockwaves rip us apart
The light can’t peak through the dark
The sky is filled with black smoke
Whats left is charred remains
Scorched bodies in the fields
Do you smell the burning flesh?
The fire burns around me
All from the Napalm Breath
The maggots slowly devour
The decaying, the helpless
These winds blow violently
With this volatile substance
The chunks of skin fall like rain as the people get blown apart (blown apart)
They love to watch you scream as they slowly rip out your heart (your heart)
They love to watch while you suffocate in the gas (in the gas)
Do you get the picture yet?
There is no way of coming back.
All the putrid haunt the land.
They are violent malicious ghosts.
The desecrated hate the world
now they want to slit your throat so slowly
All they want to do is watch you scream and die
Cut you open, spill the blood, and pull your fucking guts out
BREE
Get me out of this place (Get me out)
There’s no way out
There’s no escape
Now they
Don’t feel any pain (any pain)
The immoral never felt any sorrow
Now they
Don’t feel any pain (any pain)
The immoral never felt any sorrow
They hope you die slow
They want decapitation
They hope you rot in hell
They want you beaten
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If the stars are my future the moon is my past
She glows so that small suns are all but masked
I know they're there, but what could be worth
Hurting when I am not even hurt?
The things in the basement
Will never collect dust
Move them to the attic
Adjust
Forward looking back
Future past I lack
The haze of years of days
I choose to bear that cross
The ghost images I choose never to degauss
Obsolete machine with heavy glass screen
Colors the darkness, flashes in between
Static snow, it falls
Lengthening the halls
Still she calls
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Shotgun Guy - Dippy Egg
01:13
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HeadGore - Money Bad
04:51
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Texas Ed - Pisspot 2021
02:25
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Every act that's been forgiven later realized as bad
Compromise past heart proceeds as sweetened action's obsolete
Plagues from god can't make decisions, frightened of the aftermath
Flagrantly he decomposes: A hero? Never been
O' he wants to take the fight right from you
Stainless instrumental
Goblin feeling underfed, banging fork and knife on table
These cruel methods of extraction deception compatible
Judge and jury, execution'r rife with need for guilt verdict
O' behold this little inquisition from the netherworld with thirst for body, lust for blood
Yea! Elect to grind the righteous wrong now!
Overcome the hoard, escape inhaling law
I just hope the future holds some heaven
In a chocolate covered world forever
As the sun sets casting long dark shadows
You can worship all the pitiful heroes
The saviors sit inside their castles with their wooden swords defending their treasure
Just hope the future holds real heaven
In a precious breeze world forever
As the sun sets casting long dark shadows
You can worship all the pitiful heroes
Gods will scream to prove that they are real
But we can sleep
Heroes, who fight pure, righteously
Complete in dreams, no false promise
Back on earth we're all gathering, beheading the wicked ones
No interest in righting what's wrong
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