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R.I.P. in Pieces


I can tell you what makes me tick,

And if you do it, I'll make you sick.

When a person slanders someone I know,

then, little boy, it's time to go.

Doesn't matter if I hate them or not,

at that moment hate is all I got,

For you. I'd take on an army.

RIP In Pieces put them all in a hole.

Only one person can tame me,

But she'd put you together, whole

So I could do it again.

Leave you as nothing but a shirt stain.

 

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