"Panic in Cicero" as written by Duane Paul Denison, Carey Folk Mcneilly, David William Sims and David Lambeth Yow....
If you hunt them that way, you can taste the fear in their meat
If you hunt them that way, you can taste the fear in their meat
Sharp little points
Being as nice as can be, they start to bring in their knives, slowly, tenderly, putting them into your chest
Mistreated, mistreated by animals
Mistreated, mistreated by animals
Owh, blup, rup, no, no, ehh, ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh
Sharp little points



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