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.Torture.Me.
Torture Me,
Until I Die,
I'd Rather Be In Hell,
Than Cause You To Cry.Hope I Die Slowly,
Hope You Put Me Through Pain,
Hope You Push Me To Madness,
Hope You Drive Me Insane.Like Scissors Through My Heart,
A Blade In My Skin,
As The Blood Flows Out,
Of The Holes From Within.Like A Hole In My Head
Like The Gunshot To Make,
So Lets Do It Again,
For Good Times Sake.Light The Match,
Let It Fucking Burn,
The Smell Of My Skin Melting,
To Make Your Stomache Turn.Hit Me, Smack Me,
Please Just Attack,
Scratch Out My Eyes
Let It Turn Black.Hear My Screams,
As You Gouge Out My Eyes,
Let It Remind You,
Of The Tears In Your Eyes.Cut Off My Fingertips,
After Ripping Out My Nails,
Nails Of My Fingers,
And The Sound Of My Wails.Then Go Ahead,
Pull Out My Hair,
Tiny Strands At A Time,
Just To Be Fair.Cut Off My Tongue,
So I Can't Speak,
So I Only Taste The Blood,
From The Wound, Does Leak.Make Me Swallow My Blood,
The Salty Taste,
Pour It Down My Throat,
And Across My Face.Cut Me To Pieces,
Pull The Tourniquet Tight,
So I Die Slowly,
And Maybe Not Tonight.Dismember My Body,
Beyond Repair,
Without A Face, Hands,
Arms Or Hair.And Do It Slow,
It's Only Fair,
After What I've Done,
Took Your Heart To Tear.Just Before,
I'm Completely Dead...
Hope I Can Express,
What I Mumbled In My Head.I'm Sorry For It,
Sorry For It All,
Sorry For The Big Lies,
Sorry For The Small.For The Cheating,
The Continuous Heartbreak,
But, Hell, This Is Karma,
My Lifes Yours To Take.Leave Me Here,
Let Me Die,
To Take Back The Hours,
Of Life You Spent Crying.Take Me To That Place,
Abandoned, Alone,
Where You Finish Me Off,
And Leave My Flesh And Bones.Leave Me Here To Die Bitch,
Leave Me To Bleed,
Let Me Die Alone,
It Was Never Meant To Be.
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People Iced: Forty Three
Car Bombs Planted: Eleven
Favorite Weapon Shards of Glass
Arms Broken: Thirty
Eyes Gouged: Twenty Six
Tongues Cut Off: Two
Biggest Enemy: Big Pauly
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