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  • My name is James Secord
  • Everything was gone
  • With this bullet
  • In my sister's face
  • Maybe then they
  • Won't hear the screams
  • Pull the trigger
  • The mirror hurts us, the music notes
  • And wonder how they won't be
  • Times are hard enough
  • Without days like these
  • If you cry hard enough
  • Maybe they'll hear your screams
  • Life is rested, splattered neck
  • Put a bullet in my own sister's face
  • Nothing now
  • I won't be, won't be
  • 'Cause I am back again
  • Black cats, red dogs
  • Breakfast, rapist
  • Rough bread, not dead
  • Goodbye, rapist
  • God damn me
  • With a simple bullet
  • The shit is simple
  • You left a dead bullet
  • Everything is, everything is dull, gone, gone
  • Is dull

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