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Croak when you freeze cause it's fun to pretend when you feel it in your gut and you wait to dip in your fingers in the rice, anxious to be tried.
Focus on the Habsburgs
Bullets in the rice
Don't talk to me, I don't want to depend on the petty little gloves that you use to condemn the creatures in the rice, anxious to be fried.
Focus on the real
Bullets will suffice
Put your ducks in a row says the mother earth
Put your piss in a jar, dump it down your shirt
Lick your chops at the bones while you're looking at dirty graves
Seven weeks to resolve and you know it's hard
Lay down
(Hey learn your lesson) (Burn yourself)
Immortal rites
Take a brisk incline
In times of lies,
take a life of crime
Face down in rice
Drop some tears and cry
In times of dice,
Take your risk, then die