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What do you do when the skeletons In your closet are a whole goddamn graveyard It would take, Superman’s might… to clear this crypt tonight, Oh you’re a bottomless pit Filled to the brim with shit Im glad you went away but I still hope that someday Ill get to watch you drown to death in it I refuse, to let you mean, anything to me And I won’t let, you take away, any part of me I hope you perish in your sleep Trampled to death by a million fluffy sheep I hope you live as long as that hundred year old man next door He’s got like 2 weeks left to live I hope you choke on your own lungs I hope you vomit out your heart I hope you suffer some terrible tragedy I hope your car doesn’t start I refuse, to let you mean, anything to me And I wont let, you take away, any part of me Letras de cancionesAnd I want bad things to happen to you x3 And I want bad things to happen to you soon I want to be the piston, In the engine of your demise I’ll be the hand that feeds you Buckets of poison, and pile of lies And when you’re huddled in a dark, dark corner Curled into a ball I will stand above you and smile and say That I don’t resent you at all I refuse, to let you mean, anything to me And I wont let, you take away, any part of me And I want bad things to happen to you x3 And I want bad things to happen to you soon From Letras Mania