Cut the costs and wager high
Read the faults wedged in your design
It's not what we've been through
It's not what you've done
It's these that came before
You're a blue eyed
Black lipped
Crimson Soldier
And these walls that you run from
Will never break down
You smoke cigarettes out your back porch
So the world don't get to see you walk out your front door
Fight that war harder then Darfur
You should be giving out Darwin awards for the stupid souls that have fallen for yours
Or atleast fore warnings
Golf courses
All signs focal pointing
You are certainly subpar
Atleast that's what some little birdie told me
Please hold me old me
You are that blue eyed, black lipped
Eyes shut, mouth zipped
Living off the scale tipped
Heart ripped
Arteries stripped out from their holsters
Crimson Soldier
And I love it
So keep running
Away from that beat down
Eyes glued to that igloo
look round
Speak up
Make no sound
Until you eventually
Break
Down
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