Kamu

I'm dead, hey!

When you're proud of your blood

Today's reality - One hundred and twenty centimeters of pure violence!

we were chucking stuff around

I'm not sleeping, I'll take one of those thingies, get myself high

I'm drunk, thank God

and my kid died of grief

This is how I imagine the attack

Today's reality - 120 centimeters of pure violence! - Fucking educators around

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