My Soul

I Already Know I'm Going To Hell
When To The Devil Himself, Bought The Tickets On Sale
Punishment for All of My Evil Deeds
Consequences For The New Generation I Breed
Of Cutthroats and Killers, Weed Smokers and Blunt Fillers
A New Set Of Minds, To Warp and Torment
Leave It Up To The Government

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