| If you were to sever my arm I would grow one more
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| As I regenerate I’ll still have another four
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| It would not be the first time autonomy has saved me
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| If you were to sever my legs I would grow two more
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| As I regenerate I’ll still crawl on the floor
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| These pieces please feel free to keep all for yourself
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| They’ll eat and breathe and grow into unsightly things
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| Haunting you with their resemblance of me
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| Though lacking any sort of heart I figure they’ll fare better in your company
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| They’re all yours now
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| Please keep them well fed because they’re all yours now |