Prick

I saw a man, said he wanted to fly,
But he don't know abt gravity.
And when he fell, i said, "Where's pain go when you die?"
He just looked and said, "No Feelings"

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Prick
and die.

And then he raised his hands made of gold,
But he had nothing to give.
I looked at him, and asked him for souls,
His body just turned to flames.(cos he's a)

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I looked up in the sky and saw that there was no tomorrow,
I don't want there to be a next time.
and when The Arm comes for his Garmonbozia,
who will cry? who will care?
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