Just do it baby
Well I fucking will
You got nothing left to kill
Just do it baby
You got nothing left
There is nothing left of you but
What I posses
No My Messiah’s lost
Rose up from the mud
He wanted everything
Every drop of my blood
Just do it baby
It feels so good
You know nothing of possession
And I don’t think you could
No No No No No
Just do it bitch
You little punk
When I come at you
You will wish you where at a bar
No No No No
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