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They'll Have Their,
Shiv? Check.
Pipe? Check.
Hammer? Check.
Axe? Check.
Subject? Check.
Location? Check.
Desire? Check.
Vengeance? Check.

Clip The Wings That Get You High, Just Leave Them Where They Lie
And Tell Yourself, "You'll Be The Death Of Me!"

"You Have No Idea How Much That Means To Me, I Think I'm About To Cry."

Don't Be Afraid, Your Already Dead.

Murder? Check.
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