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You've taken lives
Your twisted mind
Ten people dead, you make me sick
For crying out loud, one was a kid!
Now you see the blood on your hands
But it's too late, now that I'm dead
My life is leaving
My soul is bleeding
I thought I knew you, we use to be friends
But as if you thought it would free me, you put my life to an end
I hear your guilty cries from my grave, you think I would miss
Dont plead insanity, you know what you did
You say the killing ends
But we're still dead.