Bombardement

My sensors are tingling hard
Time to start a new chapter
Carcuss and bodying anchor
No left opportunities when you fart

Getting started again and again
So fuck up the lines bane over bane
I got banned by you you are trash
Religion of my elder getting my cash

Capture the flag of my old viola
Outlet is done on the festival skola
Scientists found the cure for my design
All shareholders hold playoff for that content desire

Midway through you realise that the patient is gone
Frown upon expulsion throw your dictionary away
Reception taking its throne

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