.Well, here you are lying bleeding on a grimy street
See the broken glass sparkling darkly as it cuts your feet
Smell the rotting stench, the rancid odor of old cantonese
Feel the toxic flames all around you, you can hardly breathe
Come with me
Come on. I've got something to .
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