.You're a monkey, looking all honest all over the wall.
One Twelve Two Eleven Three Ten Four Nine Death Thirteen
Shoot the guys who are just talk.
Am I insane? Is society pleased?
Suck suck suck'em all till the end mine death thirteen.
It becomes reality as my wrist pricks. Ain't .
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