Atrocities From A Story Book Perspective – SeeYouSpaceCowboy…
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Pretense your substance on dotted lines And keep sidestepping notions of solace ties Split tongue and a nervous stare Arm the cannons, rain fire on the serpent’s lair
Now you look it in the eyes
See, solve this (pretense) All these say (you’re wrong) When we were (a stake) Solace play (your hand)
You’re running How perfect Your lie Provoked Change, against this Reigning Plaintiff Renounce, bleed