.Keep quiet, I said
Why do we have to find a reason?
You brush the warpaint off my skin
But since you are a praying man
Well, I suggest we ask to stop the bleeding
'Cause all these small town ammunition
All went ways down like a fog
And they're all chalked up
And just spitting.
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