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Looking up at dad, hands rung around her throat.
Why is Gary doing this, why is this the path he chose?

Gary Ridgeway hits up the bar, drunk again and prospecting whores.
Back to my place the drive is quick, regret insures as blood runs thick.

Now Gary had his fun, with a corpse he's on the run.
To the place where bodies hide, why not the green river tide?

Choke and slash he'll eviserarte, to compromise for his mental state.
Compulsive homocidal craving he endures, teeming to the surface like bursting sores.
Run and hide all dirty skanks, garys in town execution date rape.
Bar slut stragulation is his endevor, green river killer lives for ever

Tendons snap with stress, eyeballs pop and hemorrhage.
Chop and bag up all the rest, take it to the dumping ridge

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