.The air raids at night, are keeping things serene.
The president's men are closing in on me.
And the crosshair grin you hold me in still doest not propose an argument
Convincing me to she'd the devil's clothes.
Electrodes to spine.
Tongeuning my wounds clean.
That's when the .
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