You're a fucking poet. Good, shut up. You think you know it. Good, shut up. You think you're punk and you don't give a fuck. Quit trying to be Dick Titty Blood Punch. You're a poet and you think you know it all. If you're into mall punk, I'm screaming, "Fuck you all." You could waste your time, spend it at the fucking mall. DTBP for life blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. Oi! Oi! Oi! You're a fucking singer. Cool, shut up. You're in a band. Oh, cool. Shut up. You should have known that we wouldn't give a fuck because every single band is less than Blood Punch. Oi! Oi! Oi! You're a fucking poet. Good, shut up. You're a fucking singer. Good, shut up. You're in a band. Oh, cool. Shut the fuck up. Oi! Oi! Oi!



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