.Can we,
Can we kill eachother quickly,
Quick enough so I won't feel it?
A shot of stobe light anesthesia and I'll be fine
'cause I'm starting to feel cold.
My hands are shaking from fear,
White from clutching my pride, red from cutting you
And blue from telling lies..
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