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to See your acuteness I'll clean you out Like I'm a q tip Eatin' outta the tulips Like it's chips With some French dip It's super simple Your ass is not
Watch bodies moving Feast on acuteness Can't shake the feeling This is where we meet Modesty's fine but leads to nothing Feel like the man who dies every
Your razor-sharp astuteness and dangerous acuteness Cool and keen words that clatter, cuddle and flatter hide unseen Lethal chatter, little
"You see, what you mistake for madness is just over acuteness of the senses And now it came to my ears a low, dull sound, Such as a watch makes when
home is somewhere else I was crying, the shadows are stretched out I was crying out, "the shadows are stretched" With acuteness of thought
and cut, gotta laugh at the irony Serve with the acuteness of a sniper Rot could pull a service pistol, shoot wing off a fly, hands up Said they stripped my
of their reality Still Dead Inside That which you mistake for madness Is but an over acuteness of the senses On my knees Pray to the sky Help my father
killing is senseless They claim he had a concealed weapon That was just a paper bag with His Guinness he paid for Still got shot with acuteness Everyday
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