Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
They say with identity comes purpose
So hurry up its an emergency
Secret service insurgents observe me nervously
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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