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Turn it up,
Roll it down the hill,
Fracture your spine,
Wanna share mine?

Here it goes,
There it comes,
To break you,
From two's to one's.

Take a dive,
Through and through,
Wax paper burns,
We can take turns.

Now's not the time,
To disable auto-pilot,
Look through the glass door,
Someone's wanting more.

All in stride,
Eyes right,
Puncture the lung,
The stitching has begun.

Soft porcelaine face,
Skin in the chip on the side,
Pale smooth skin,
I watched it dig in.

Fresh out of torque,
To spice up your life,
We can scrape the remnants,
While saying our penance.

Keep on pounding,
Beating on the brain,
Hammer out the pressure,
Trust me to measure.

To what degree,
Should you indulge?
Reset the score,
I'll help you find more.