Don't bite the hand that feeds you
Rather saw it off at the shoulder and bury the blade
Incinerate the torsos and start a fresh page into the journal of life
Your secrets hold little value when nobody is left to hear them
Rather saw it off at the shoulder and bury the blade
Incinerate the torsos and start a fresh page into the journal of life
Your secrets hold little value when nobody is left to hear them
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