[Originaly recorded by YDl]
I killed my family
why, why, why, why?
too much presure on my job
prices are rising way too high
something snaps, cracks in my head, in my head
I killed my family
why, why, why, why?
baseball bat connects with warm flesh
blood splattered walls, couches & carpets
crush and smash their faces like a ripe grape, like a ripe grape
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