It takes guts and a gun Just like Bud Dwyer lil surprise A defect, a defect No one will ever see it coming... Im indulging myself in a strategic advance Orchestrated by the Enemy It dwells deep, yet grows strong, within... Im working against myself? Well am I? Everything dreadful happening, imagine how I should feel, When realizing that it was planned From a beginning that I dont even recall, Recall! From a beginning that I dont even recall, You might call this a tragedy seem more to me like simple standard habits Wishing to be finally saved, waiting for somethingsomeone that would order me To follow a certain purpose with both convictions devotions If you only knew how Im tired of your paintings. Your bold landscapes sucks and have ceased to amaze me a while ago Be a pal and let me add a little fantasy of mine, abstraction Of scarlet red, pure... so pure Drained away by violence, insanely driving to kill Are there any written rules related to simplicity I guess not, so how come your judging? You wont the day that it will all end, Drenched in vital fluids .357 As you are forced to witness The spontaneity of the events, And I wont be a bother no more?
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