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I'll make it look like an accident I'll make it look like he was trying to hurt me I'll make it seem like I was innocent I'll make him wish he had never met me I'll make it look like a suicide I'll make it look like it was meant to be I'll make it seem like I was innocent I'll make the strychnine taste like raspberry tea I fear for your soul (as you sow, you shall reap) I know me, I'm so low (as you sow, you shall reap) I spread the soul poison quietly I make him think that he wanted it from me I make it seem like I'm innocent This disease will feel like solidarity I know me From Letras Mania