Helmet - Tic
The tic begins where's the manned end?The climate change will never get inSilent and strong and prepossessedYou never need to make your own messWeasel to me in charming to someLoathsome and glibHabits like self-loveWearing slim fast you carve your nicheLean smug back and work your pitch And all the way i'm gone, no Demon race to find You paint it up and know that Any face can lie
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