I want to hang you from a tree,
with a noose around your neck
Sometimes I dream about
blowig off your head
When I wake up,
I feel that would be too quick
So I'll slice your throat
and watch you bleed to death
It will be fun to watch you die
For what you've done and for the lies
You have no choice, you must leave
Cause if you stay, you die
Either way I'm happy
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