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I'm not a fighter Yet, I'm like a silencer So, you should see the red signs. You snuffed all of the heat Which makes you my enemy Know that means that you should hide You and deception Mouth your confessions Don't let the blue dagger slip For you are beneath me You love when I'm hurting Hope you're the next one to trip *A snake can be heavy Their bites can be crazy Look I have lost my ****** mind* *Yet here I am, ready My actions are steady You've once called me one of a kind* **Now you will see many Come shadows of plenty I hope you swallow your pride** __You've never met crazy Your sight might get hazy Get ready for a real ride__
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
Enemy: October
I'm not a fighter Yet, I'm like a silencer So, you should see the red signs. You snuffed all of the heat Which makes you my enemy Know that means that you should hide You and deception Mouth your confessions Don't let the blue dagger slip For you are beneath me You love when I'm hurting Hope you're the next one to trip *A snake can be heavy Their bites can be crazy Look I have lost my ****** mind* *Yet here I am, ready My actions are steady You've once called me one of a kind* **Now you will see many Come shadows of plenty I hope you swallow your pride** __You've never met crazy Your sight might get hazy Get ready for a real ride__
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Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 12:38 PM UTC
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