| Cathedrals labors loathing, leaving the lookers soaking,
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| Pipes smoking litter in church, valiant and thought provoking.
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| Constantly noble, constant noble, portrait of persona,
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| Let it in your memory and leave you rotting without a stutter.
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| No churly g, not a sequel, not even one love,
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| Not even zero negative one, a crying dove.
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| A principality morals, maybe your standards might even make you
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| A matter of fact, exact from granduos.
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| So much for being famous if you take that rot road,
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| Don’t touch that seen in scandals, a blind man hold his hand and go.
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| And then come back and tell them villagers all,
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| Only to lead them to the slaughter, contain perhaps a metal rope.
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| First figure ankes the body of Christ and all almight
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| Tie up your horse before the night falls, can stole your wife,
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| Or your significant other or just yourself.
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| Tie us up in feud, why don’t you perch yourself up upon yourself?
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| You caught the royalty, let me see the shadow,
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| You had this, brought us, cause you blinding.
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| And we’ll build our empire, and we’ll build our empire,
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| And we’ll build our empire.
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| We’re at the horse and cherry, your race is blowing these rooties,
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| You have a corpse bride pace around, throwing you cooties.
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| We do a barrel repellar, constant make cloth,
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| You’ve a body that defound with a mound of it all,
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| Lost it for granted to finally figure out how you were done in,
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| Meanwhile we met your pal in its worse, you spit its thin.
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| Able to be process within text,
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| You never actually get a grip of my lithium spit, saliva acid trick.
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| Fuck off you fashionista, all of the twist bombs,
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| You’re stanly Krueger stupid, you drug palms,
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| Rikki Sun, Alex and all hoes and walks in arrogant gems,
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| We dark humor at boths you’re funny? |
| Yes, man
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| They all resemble what we bring to the table last supper
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| For that day I spent.
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| The world is flat so they fall off to act on a crucifix nail.
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| Only to wake up in their own personal hell to go through,
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| But you already put us through that with that music you do. |