He speaks, I speak
Show me
I point to where he liked it
Dummy
I really don\'t know
Affection?
I won\'t say it out of fear
Reluctant
Don\'t touch me there!
I lash out violently
Silently
And then what
I asked myself
In hopes of finding me
Unless
Useless
The nicest moniker
Of any of the stage names
from that monster
What was it that triggered ?
The gun that protected him
My savior
In the form of rusty old metal
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You wouldn\'t have came here
on your own accord
No.
0600
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That\'s when I heard the blue
Bang on the front door
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