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Ⓣⓘⓟⓣⓞⓔ, ⓣⓗⓡⓞⓤⓖⓗ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓣⓤⓛⓘⓟⓢ, ⓦⓘⓣⓗ ⓜⒺⒺⒺⒺⒺ~
ᴛɪᴘᴛᴏᴇ, ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴜʟɪᴘs, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇᴇᴇᴇᴇ~
тιρтσє, тняσυgн тнє тυℓιρѕ, ωιтн мєєєєє~

It hurts to see you cry,
Yet it feels good to see you die.
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all the other kids with the pumped up kicks better run better hide faster than a bullet