I'll throw you scraps
And talk the bad things
The language or the motive
Affected shown isSelf imitating, trust the dying breed
The pitch I made has beenOn my end, I trust in
What's left here to lie is
Admired you trust in
Without fear you borrowMy world of one speak up
The good things
The guidelines let me follow
Offense is borrowedSelf imitating, trust the dying breed
The pitch I made has beenOn my end, I trust in
What's left here to lie is
Admired you trust in
Without fear you borrow
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