feel my grip is it close enough to trick you since your flippin out and so ya say "uh huh" cope with feeling of frontal stealing i wont turn the fuzz knob for you think above pretend tough enough easy to fight back you jack ripper mother who started it cut back to now as your hair wipes the ground a muzzle to your back pressure behind your eyes and tears behind your grip are cracking forward now, and flooding over everything hold it close dont bother a thousands deaths say no, say how far
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