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I hope my bones start to glitch, then they turn into nothing

So I can finally take a break

Slam the door off its hinges and burst like the plumbing

So now you live above a lake

All these snakes, all these serpents, I heard they serve nothing

That really sucks like a leach

All my homies quitting music, never know what abducts them

I really bend, never break

We on that movement discussion

Improve the percussion

Some loser destruction