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666 angel impolitic cngel politics Light the stakes Don't forsake Obey your queen or join their ranks Slit wrists, Cease to exist Go up
to the dream really strict (strict, strict) You know I'm focused on the cash like arithmetic (arithmetic) I just love the art, that's why I'm so impolitic
On a broomstick Impolitic An oil slick To make the sea sick A crick Or flick Or kick Or slick trick On a chick A hick Who can't do arithmetic Just because you're
bartender, feel me up six No training wheels I don't fuck with that shit Excuse me for coming off impolitic But I came to get lit so let's celebrate this One
Let's bring weather to the picnic, impolitic. Table muscle armed lunatic, death is septic. Low hanging fruit from a poisoned tree, Gods cousin bites
don't I don't care I don't I don't care Your words they make me sick For once please be impolitic I don't care what your hero says Please just get out
make you wanna shout What you had or lost Or what's impolitic today When loved ones go before you Nothing more then we can say-ay-ay-ay… Only the good
Frankenstein Let cancel culture conquer doubt Guess it's impolitic To criticize a ten year old with smeared lipstick When she's so cruel and he's so fine
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