Sorry, man, you're out of luck
He was acting like a hardcore punk
Spiralling down for what seems and eternity,
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
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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