Cutter

by Matti   Oct 31, 2004


Call me names,
Like gay or fag,
But while your at it tell me the object,
And when i say object,
Pick razor of knife,
Because i cut for you,
I cut for life,
If that girl doesn't want me,
Or those kids call me gay,
A take a knife,
And that's how i remember that day,
So thanks for thees memories,
But a kid just called me a name,
So i got to go get my razor,
Its all you to blame!

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