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The small-eyed insect man came at me
He tried the tough guy routine
He had no idea
What he was fucking with
You have no idea what you're fucking with
Some people are more than people
They are forces of nature
They separate themselves simply
By the fact that they kill
They know there's no magic involved
Some are only afraid of doing time in prison
That's all
After that they have all the fear of a shark
Eye Scream© 2.13.61
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Copyright 2001, © Rose Hill, Rozilla Creations
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