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Smoke


you wanna smoke?
c'mon, i dare you
c'mon and see what happens
see what i'll do to you
rip your lungs out, i will
show you the mess you made of them
i'm serious, hun
i get nasty 'bout this


wanna drink?
well, do ya?
i can rip your liver out too
maybe bash your head in
on the porch, staring wistfully at the willow tree
show you disorientation, lack of good judgement
slam your foot down on the pedal
walking across the road
i'm serious, hun
i get nasty 'bout this


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