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MOUTH
PHOTO STORY By Hrafnhildir Orradóttir
Endless annoyances, desires I am trapped in my own world, fucking thoughts obstacles threats
I do not matter You gain control takes over the ignition of the fire
Because you're a bitch, freak Let me be How do I fucking funk?
When I was young I kept the peace, Tear yourself into ribbons goodness, youth is gone
You will never get away from me You know that
It's so much fun together! FUCK I tear your heart shell
Shhhhhhh I tremble, I tremble In your soul I tremble
Weaknesses, ills with no errands Can not stand With too many wounds
I RISE I AM THE COUNTRY FUCKING DREAM
But everything is locked, dísess christ What will you do next?
I tremble, I tremble, in your soul I tremble
But I will fucking defeat you Because I LOVE FUCKING MYSELF
