The fingers rejected it,
The sensation of the fine linen
Roar at the desire of the fingers.
Coded to be decoded but ended up encoded
Wishy washy,
Dipped in the cleaner but out unclean.
So how on earth is it going to look like
Dirty, slummock?
Love encopresis
Or better yet pig reincarnated human
Maybe not pig, it's just the love
The love without the question mark
Yeah, that's it
Take out the heart and slap it
The rod drives away foolishness.
So maybe the lash would work better.
Nevermind, all the above is sheer madness.
Madness of the heart
It's inability to decipher between what it deserves and what it accepts.
You know, what you get is not always what you deserve.
So fix gloves and helmet.
Get your shield and your armour
Firm for battle, pigstyle and love encopresis flee.
Firm for battle, if you can't fight the battle along with me.
Then you're my enemy.
Firm for battle, it's gonna be clean whiter than snow.
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