.In my head it makes perfect sense
A cautionary tale sitting on a fence
Send your goons to break a turned cheek
Our sapphire sockets and pacifist's bleat
Your charged words have got me by the wrist
Turning gold to dirt, reverse alchemist
I'm scared in a face irate
But I won't fig.
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