martyr
Night shadehis palms are sweaty knees weak arms are heavy he vomits on his sweater already mom's spaghetti, he's nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready, to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting wat he wrote down the whole crowd go so loud he opens his mouth but the words won't come out he's chocking how, everybody is chocking now, the clocks run out , time's up over plow
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his palms are sweaty knees weak arms are heavy he vomits on his sweater already mom's spaghetti, he's nervous but on the surface he looks calm and ready, to drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting wat he wrote down the whole crowd go so loud he opens his mouth but the words won't come out he's chocking how, everybody is chocking now, the clocks run out , time's up over plow
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