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they ever catch the guy putting cyanide in the milk cartons,
in the midwest dairy supply.
they ever find the bird fuckin with the flu?
he's probably found a way by now to infect the whole coop
at least thats what i've been led to believe to shit my pants with fear admit defeat
accept that everything is out to get me.
conditioned by all the pagentry.
every word ever read west nile four dead in ohio
they ever catch the monkey spreadin out the pox?
he's probably got his own zip code poisining the blocks
they ever catch the guy mailing out the dust?
he's probably on his way right now
it's shit like that that keeps me up at night pistol by my side my doors locked tight
attack dogs trained to kill anything on site.
i want this bark to balance out my bite.