.[Doom, Cargo]
My fists two bullets,
Just ripping through your face
Is that your cheekbone exploding
Like a pane of glass
Porcelain under my fist,
Cutting through my knuckles
Like razors
I really should have killed you,
But I think I'll pass
Like p.
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