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Текст: Danforth. Other. The Hardcore.


There is nothing we can we do to escape from it cheaters win in this game RIOT! Riot, that's why they fear the truth hidden behind the words they can manage DON'T SAY THIS I hope my tongue won't be cut off so i could tell to all MY STORIES an act of faith in fact a quest against evil the reason why we fight the reason why we're THE HARD CORE few men have created a world in which most people have to struggle to survive ABOVE ALL we hate the fake YOUR THREATS WON'T MAKE US shut up my old friends what can we do to escape from it no one wins in this end the hard core I FEEL LIKE A BONE BREACKER NOT AS SWEET AS YOU EVER KNOW MY SOCIAL FAILURE GREW UP HIDE IN A LOG DEEP INSIDE , SINCE I WAS FUCKIN'BORN STRAIGHT AWAY ,DRIVING BY MY HEART BEAT ON YOU NEVER WANTED TO KNOW ME BEFORE My world is selffishness My world is meaningless