I never beat anyone up but some kids
Used to try to take me on
To prove themselves and I’d have to
Put down their little rebellions gently

Love                   don’t leave with them
I’m just joking about the blood I’m too old
Come here and let me tell you my real name
If you promise not to tell it

To anyone with balls                  attached to a battery
I wonder if you knew this morning
When I was thinking about murdering
Every male within a 75-mile radius

Just to keep them from you

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