Knock, Knock, Knock
My house is always open
I shield myself with quills and feints and lies
I can put on quite a show, but inside I'm broken
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Please don't stop, you'll get past my defenses
My body armor's plated all the time
I got away with it once, but I soon became addicted
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On my back, the weight of my offenses
You're a skunk and I'm a porcupine
Our weaponry's evolved from heightened senses