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Each splinter of my trust
That fills me with disgust
Will leave a scarry maze
Upon your face.
A single note rashly hewn
Can blur the tune.
The witheredness will never bloom.
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Time to pay.
Run away.
Make my day.
I did anticipate
The irony of fate.
I had to take a fall
To make you crawl.
A single spit upon the crest
Can blur the gest.
What doesn't end will ever last.
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Time to pay.
Run away.
Make my day.
I'm putting on the pouring rain -
The purity will I attain.
The yestern embers are all dead -
I'm walking with a sprightly tread.
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Back off, right now back off!
Time to pay.
Run away.
Make my day.