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Smash your face in
If ye let thy guard down
Ye shall have no frown
For on thy face
A perfect fist
A patch of blue
A patch of black
Now do thy see
I warned thee
My hands feel no pain
My heart has no sorrow
When I hit thy eye
It burst at the seems
Ye shall have no frown
For on thy face
A perfect fist
A patch of blue
A patch of black
Now do thy see
I warned thee
My hands feel no pain
My heart has no sorrow
When I hit thy eye
It burst at the seems
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