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grabbed you by the waist again oh lord I think I’m dying
started coughing up a lung and pulled myself awake and
wonder if this manifests itself in words I speak
wonder if you’ll be impressed if I can rattle off the names of the men who get gunned down in the streets for being like this
I’m like them
there’s a place for men like these and when it stops we’ll all complain that we were all to blame
it’s just a steady job and it pays you quite enough
it’s a monster we restrain
our good deeds we can’t disavow
I will make you kill the pain cuz we’re hitmen for hire now
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