Wear your anger well inside
for all the world to see
A heave cloak a one glove tan
And no humility
You stand inside the garden
And feast on black cherries
And swallow the mana from heaven
and spit out the seeds
You spread your anger and sharp edge knife
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for all the world to see
A heave cloak a one glove tan
And no humility
You stand inside the garden
And feast on black cherries
And swallow the mana from heaven
and spit out the seeds
You spread your anger and sharp edge knife
C