- Joined
- May 11, 2021
This is what i have as of now:
Why the niggers had to go? Now in my soul there is a hole, for her love that never was, and her skin akin to tar. I'd go get hit by a car, or down my sorrows at the bar, tell them folks that in my soul, there was a nigger shaped hope, that can never be fulfilled.
Why the niggers had to go? Now in my soul there is a hole, for her love that never was, and her skin akin to tar. I'd go get hit by a car, or down my sorrows at the bar, tell them folks that in my soul, there was a nigger shaped hope, that can never be fulfilled.