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His truck, I heard the sound.
In anger, I tore into the ground.
I grew the most wild ...
Not giving a fuck if it hurt ...
Refusing to drown,
that fuckin door went down!
I would make it out!

Kick, Kick, Punch!
Kick, Kick, Punch!
Oh I had a hunch ...
that he wasn't having me for lunch.

He should've had a better lock down system ...

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