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This is mosquito control |
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I'm on the stinging end your tounge is spilling pins a vector of the secret disease your voice like a rusted plane in a rusted sky your beak pierces me in the back of my neck your skin erupts my skin into a rash this is mosquito control |
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I'm on the stinging end |
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I'm on the stinging end |
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Mosquito control life under the swatter (never turn your back, never close your eyes) |
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Pulling wings tight strip to paralyze mosquito control breed in stagnant warmth |
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Mating of the swarm mating of the filth (blodd for breeds dripping poisoned mouths) |
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Thin the swarm population controlling stingers suck you sry digging needle deep |
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Leaving poison itch digging mosquito control population control exterminate the swarm on wings and needles |
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Suck me dry |
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Bleed me dry |
