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I'm Like A Jester Entertaining His King But Only So I Can Snatch His Lip Kissed Ring
Hiding His Hand At Morning Hyms Wondering What His Queen Thinks Of Him
After Damien Cracks His Cranium....I'll Take That Crackhead's Bling!
My Minds In A Sling An Outcast Like The Thing Due To The Dark Poetry I'm Reciting
Find Beauty Instead Of Sin In The Grim Reaper's Grin You'll Recieve A Scorpions Sting
After You Put On One Of Your Timbs...There's Nothing You Can Bring To Make Me Cringe
My Dart Like A Syringe Injecting Faces As The Venom's Pushed In Get Thown In A Bin
I Unwrap Your Queen From Her Gown As My Cello Strings Sing...
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