Without my mind

Doubt, Doubt, Uncertainty does taint your grounds

Mouth Mouth, Mouthing off lies, that will end in your demise.

Lout Lout , indiscrete thug, armed are you? Be prepared to be mugged

Pout Pout, put on your prettiest face, even still, you won't be embraced

Now Now, you understand the truth, why do you still play the fool.

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