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I can still hear the frea behind your last gasp, even above the flat slaps of my thumbs against this desk. |
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You take a moment to rewind in your mind: if only you hadn't opened that hole beneath your nose. |
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I'm talking to a walking wall following a faulted call. |
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Hatred twisted your mind backwards so you suffer the truth. |
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In your mind you prevail. |
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Standing the test of tests. |
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By blind reflex |
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I accept yuour challenge. |
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Argumentative vein, anger mantained. |
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My response is to let no jab go restrained. |
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Stand behind what you've said that's made this room grow dim and what's made my eyes turn red. |
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Mind to mind, |
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I know your kind. |
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Try and convince me that you're right because your skin is white. ( Let's enter your mind). |
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Let's see what you can do. |
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Let's see. (My standards are high. I will expect a whole lot from you. But you're not what you think.) |
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Men like you made the sky turn red. (This smells like failure. What a wast of time.) |
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Men like you mad the sky turn red. (Can't you smell it- it's as thick as life.) |
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And this won't be the last time. |
