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Thirteen Senses Perfect

a fire No one sweat to break the cold No one changed to fit the mould Here's a share of what you've heard Go spend it in a perfect world, on your own

I'm waitin' for hell, like hell, shit, I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're safe in that cell, thankful is jail I used to be my mommy's little Angel at twelve At thirteen

waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve At thirteen

waitin for hell like hell shit I'm anxious as hell Manson, you're safe in that cell, be thankful it's jail I used to be my mommy's little angel at twelve At thirteen

living Thirteen hearing these words of wisdom Giving visions of this girl juliet a deep respect For the princess of her project We first when on the humble it was destined Perfect