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Twitch don't mind if you kick him in his throatdon't mind if you steal all his moneydon't mind if you gouge his eyehe doesn't care about the way he's treateddon't mind if you rape his womanhis pride is a thing of the pastso weak he can hardly muster a breathhis only wish is not to starve to deathtwitch is flaking apart piece by pieceall pearly whites crumble from his gumthey're rotted through and stink of rum Aus Songtexte Mania