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I sense an intruder and my |
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Nerves are aching |
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Something is grinding against them |
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Teeth gone gray |
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Eyes bloodshot by the end of the day |
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Looks like I could kill |
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In this case of |
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Nervasion! |
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The hardest working |
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Builds it up inside |
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Grin that is set to unclear and disturbed |
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Should I turn bitter |
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Or spread it on thick |
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Small scale invasion |
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That's making me a wreck |
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A hostile psycho with nails in your neck |
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Teeth gone gray |
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Eyes bloodshot by the end of the day |
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Looks like I could kill |
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In this case of |
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Nervasion! |
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The hardest working |
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Builds it up inside |
