Friends I would trade them for fortune’s favour
Longing to try every flavour, don’t mean vapes
Pager going off like I was being tailed by Israel
Betrayed every mate I made having met
Breath didn’t hasten, rolled a grenade through your open casement
Then left through the laneway, escape route I cased out, only hasty
When it’s time to make potential predators prey, my end zone
Known as the zone of enders, souls I send them, period endings
Exeunt from the stage, I take actions from the page
Hamlet before your face, blade stayed, dismay, insane
My foil this same soil exalts, forward at my falter
I fastened with halters go after slowly, our father
Who art in apartment eleven, sell me some of that malevolence brethren
Long lines to heaven, war crimes in the levant allowed by the US of A
Nine mine best Irish songs all time, borrowed some of Amergin’s lines
He read from the tides to design the land from the image in his mind
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