I spose it does getcha
This waitin'
Scannin'
Twitchin'
Down the scope thirsty
For 'em
Every dust-fucked second eh
This door boys
Poot-poot
'Nother 'ere
Ack-ack eh
Like dancin'
Scamprin' little monkeys
On the clay
No two thoughts
For the circus
Screams
Outta laughs
Outta fuck'n askin'
When we could be killin'
Or cryin'
Or goin' fuckin' home
I spose
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