He sticks his eye out
Like cellophane
She brings her throat out
A bulging vein
all the things that they want
to their friends they will flaunt
buried between the lines
A single list
It shifts
It rips
It splts
It sticks
Assemble your lines
Bring out your dead
Flash your best cards
Power ahead
The battle has begun
This time nobody won
White knuckles black eyes
A loaded gun
It shifts
It rips
It spits
It sticks
The ties
Are broke
When lies
Are spoke
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