Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service
'cause it was an admired service-man
So i refuse to follow in the same steps as my old man.
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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