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Caw My Game

I sound an echo in the park,
Something to believe in the dark.
I count the cards and play an ace,
Some f***er reminds me i'm way off base.

Faceless kreatins caw my game,
smear red on their heathen faces,
Claws out, they've got my neck
in this cruel world of balance and checks.

I feel so lost in this kaleidoscope,
Do rays of light signify hope?
Stuck here in the middle of this two way road,
Bad decisions we can't afford.



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