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Death Is Your Fate
I'll kill you, you freak
So just dont speak
Just sit there and wait, anticipate the date
That I come to your house, dressed like a mouse
A rented suit, $14.99 for the day
I'll come to your room and offer to mate
Before I take a huge shoe
filled to the brim with all kinds of hate
And smash in your face
Death is your fate
