Each time you disperse your verses they are hurling curses
At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses
Dial up words but they're not in service
I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
A vital hazard to my rivals, they're primal planners survival's the only sign that matters
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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