Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Spiralling down for what seems and eternity,
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?
Dial up words but they're not in service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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