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Ocupadas demais com suas memórias passadas mais íntimas Mas vocês... serão as próximas vítimas E as visagens vão chegando às três Atormentando a vida de vocês Não há nada que se possa fazer Nem mesmo se esconder Pois quando achá-los o farão sofrer É um frio ou um pesadelo Talvez um vulto ou um devaneio São as luzes piscando Se apagando E vocês, no escuro ficando Agora vocês são as vítimas Morram de medo e de fadiga As vítimas agora são vocês Nessa noite já passou das três O pesadelo parece estar acabando Mas acredite... Está apenas começando Embora estejamos nos retirando Amanhã voltaremos os atormentando

**Vereinshymne: WSV eSports – 11 gegen 11** *Strophe 1:* Aus dem Tal, wo Wupper fließt, Kommen wir, die niemals still sind. Rot und Blau in unserm Blut, Gemeinsam für den Sieg, wir geben alles, wir tun gut. Im virtuellen Stadion am Zoo, Laut erklingt unser Ruf, stark wie der Wind, wir geh'n vor! 11 gegen 11, das ist unser Spiel, Der WSV, wir kämpfen, unser Wille ist viel. *Refrain:* WSV eSports, stark in Rot und Blau, 11 gegen 11, wir sind immer schlau. Durch die Straßen, durch das Tal, Wuppe fließt, unser Team ist die Wahl! *Strophe 2:* Mit Taktik, mit Mut, wir spielen klug, Jeder Pass, jeder Schuss, er trifft unser Ziel. Im digitalen Stadion, da sind wir frei, Gemeinsam als Team, der Sieg ist dabei. Durch den Bildschirm, durch die Nacht, Unaufhaltsam, was der WSV entfacht. Die Farben glänzen, wir sind vereint, Die Wupper ruft, der Erfolg, er scheint! *Refrain:* WSV eSports, stark in Rot und Blau, 11 gegen 11, wir sind immer schlau. Durch die Straßen, durch das Tal, Wuppe fließt, unser Team ist die Wahl! *Brücke:* Von der Wupper zum Bildschirm, unser Ruf erklingt, Mit Herz und Leidenschaft, die ganze Welt uns singt. Im Stadion, da sind wir die Macht, 11 gegen 11, wir haben’s vollbracht! *Refrain:* WSV eSports, stark in Rot und Blau, 11 gegen 11, wir sind immer schlau. Durch die Straßen, durch das Tal, Wuppe fließt, unser Team ist die Wahl! **Outro:** Zusammen aus dem Tal, wir streben nach mehr, Mit der Wuppe im Herzen, eSports ist unser Ehr. Rot und Blau, immer klar, WSV, der Weg ist unser, immer wahr!

I want to wear your skin

{intro vocals} HEAR THY NAME! {Heavy instrumental}

There lived a certain chubby boy in Turkey long ago Thinks he’s big and strong, with his bald head and ugly glow Most people look at him with wisdom and with pride But to the YFGA he is physically wide He could talk of common sense and of criminals Full of fake confidence and fire But he also is the kind of YouTuber Everyone else knows is a liar Or-or-Orospu Lover of the Thai cook There was his mustache that really was gone Or-or-Orospu Thailand’s greatest roach machine It was a shame how he moved on He posted a bunch of shit, and would always whine But in his live streams and videos, he would whistle like a swine In all his “dickhead” videos, he was the man to please But he was real great when he had some politicians to creese For Trudeau he was no Turkish terrorist Though he’d heard the things he said He believed he was a fat bald errorist Who would whistle like he’s sped Or-or-Orospu Lover of the Thai cook There was his mustache that really was gone Or-or-Orospu Thailand’s greatest roach machine It was a shame how he moved on But when his whistling and yapping And his hunger for the moral high ground Became known to more and more people The demands to do something About this bald incomplete goatee having chubby boy Became more and more compound Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey "This man's just got to go", declared Cococrazy and Dr Sonic But his fanboys said, “But his videos and rants are iconic” No doubt this Orospu had it coming and flunked off Though he was a bald chubby boy, they would just give off a scoff Then Ali Koca wrote a long ass essay, about how he is so great You don’t know anything about me and he’s back to post more bait Or-or-Orospu Lover of the Thai cook Tried to write his way out, he’s gonna yap Or-or-Orospu Thailand’s greatest roach machine Then he starts complaining about how he needs a nap Or-or-Orospu Lover of the Thai cook If he doesn’t stop, we’ll shave his goatee Or-or-Orospu Thailand’s greatest roach machine And so we’ll spam, until we are free Oh, that Tombul Çocuk Orospu.

It's me against the world I'm gonna watch you burn Even though it is so dark I'll never surrender When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world Living in a nightmare You get what you deserve Living in a nightmare Risk, no reward Live and die by the sword You don't want it anymore It's a roll of the dice And when I think twice I shouldn't have let you win Living in a nightmare That you create to kill the pain You know I always gotta take control Never gonna stop, we know When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world You get what you deserve Still living in the nightmare you made I'm gonna watch you burn Living in a nightmare Still living in the nightmare you made It's me against the world I'm gonna watch you burn Even though it is so dark I'll never surrender When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world Living in a nightmare You get what you deserve Living in a nightmare Risk, no reward Live and die by the sword You don't want it anymore It's a roll of the dice And when I think twice I shouldn't have let you win Living in a nightmare That you create to kill the pain You know I always gotta take control Never gonna stop, we know When I think of the fame And I think of the gain I'mma play the same game That I've always played Living in a nightmare And I can't seem to get away It's me against the world You get what you deserve Still living in the nightmare you made I'm gonna watch you burn Living in a nightmare Still living in the nightmare you made

I live in a house With four walls and a roof I fade into blackness Next day I wake up Do I feel different? Or am I just fucked up? I wake up at night The sound of my steps as I wander the halls My screams are silent Mute and unheard I fade into darkness My voice unheard Cause the undead don’t speak Not like you can hear Cause who am I to judge? An outcast I’m broke and I’m lonely Im a black sheep cut dead Maybe you noticed That im not there Cause I’m the ghost of a black sheep cut dead I am the spider On the wall in your home Fucking scream when you see me Two legs is enough Climb up your chairs So I won’t reach you Them smack me to death And see how much I care Cause who am I to judge? An outcast I’m broke and I’m lonely Im a black sheep cut dead Maybe you noticed That im not there Cause I’m the ghost of a black sheep cut dead I am a ghost In my own home Walking in halls Amongst you all Freeze up when you hear the cold win blows Hitting the windows My screams are mute Hear the cracks in your floor Cause who am I to judge? An outcast I’m broke and I’m lonely Im a black sheep cut dead Maybe you noticed That im not there Cause I’m the ghost of a black sheep possesed Cause I’m the ghost The ghost of a black sheep cut dead

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I was done, I fuckin needed you  Loved fuckin you The sweet the tough  I would be good to you Back or legs tickles and rubs  if ever you got with this schmuck You did And mostly i thought I was Too late I see where you needed me I wasn't enough Where you needed no help shit I was too much  I was blind to just how much I could suck  Not by choice but  Any good in my life  I'll be fuckin it up shit got tough  The dumb huffin  The ineffable something  I was surprised we were still together  No one ever accepted or loved me that much  You were the first I wanted you to have it too It was the least I could do   Losing that losing you   Theres an hole in my heart  No high could ever fill You left me falling apart  Alone on this hill  Rewind to the many good times we had  But maybe you see only bad ones instead  If that's why you left then baby come back  So I can give you memories  I would've died for you if you would only ride with me  Fuck with my head  Like I don't mind Make me wish I was dead  That's how you spent your time  Ignore what I said Like I'm ignoring stop signs Let's paint these seats red  Baby gonna blow your mind 1 four five red lining  flipin on a dime Do or die baby  bout to do Hightimes Airborne  Driveline floorboard For sale off a four-door  Deals in the field  Score a  Windshield  With a whore sized hole  Come free with the steeringwheel  By and told All in all Sold  Running  Whole sale Told and done Only hard for her  She always cums for me  Shes the one for me  Shes enough for me Yeah I love fucking ya babe  Ya fucking me babe  i mean I fucking love you  baby  So please don't play me Mmm well  I'm lucky you saved me  your words are sedating  patiently waiting  You feel so real  I really feel ya Ya say ya feel me  I say your amazing Fulfilling And I trust you completely  Babe You complete me  You smiled so sweetly  And told me the same thing  Tongue concealing  Yeah I love fucking ya babe  Ya fucking me babe I mean I fucking love you baby  I know you won't play me  My  Guard down  And Vulnerable  she plots So Purposeful Chose  A day to leave To make it hurt the most  To make sure I broke  gave me hope before she go  Play a ghost  That day Came The cold  Blamed me  Took aim  Brained my soul Fucking shady bitch  Should've known  She  Knew that my  Love is bliss  Quickly took advantage  Every kiss was a lie in disguise   A wish And At the same time I  Was Blinded by my desire  To find a reason to live  You got me higher  took the wings from my soul Now I'm looking at the fire  Underneath  Unfold Undesirably  For you I realize  Not me Because Ironically The devil is also a liar Playing on your belief   your need and desire  only your ego hides  You try and cheat your way out the fire Me Fuck I'll be fine No love  Peace  Drum drum drum  Fucking dumb  Fucking numb  Aaahhhhj

Faster than a rabbit Terrifying Jordan's mom Enraged and like a jackrabbit He's half man and half ghost Master of sexting I'm pulling your chicken Twisting your mushroom and smashing your mid section Blinded by me, you can't see the picon Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you sign Master Master Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you sign Master Master 5150 is the number of the Jordan's mom. A Pushing drew nestled somewhere in time A hard brut - no warnings, no signs Judgment day and the a heavily sheep arrives Eventually, they all commit crimes The mid section went SMACK, there was no use turning back 'Cause I just had to see, was a Jordan's mom watching me? In the mist the mushroom twists Was all this swell, or just some kind of hell? 5150 is the number of the Jordan's mom. Is it the end, my friend? Master you're going round the bend Half man and half ghost No, no, please, no 5150 ... 5150