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Thrown Down A Rope Napalm Death

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Someone wants me dead from the neck and upwards. Rope weaved by these hands, box of my toils.

Coerced - dazed by a suckerpunch. Reeling - believing that these are the dues.

Pitch back - throwback to a chastised youth. No quarter - stifled under a stich-up hood.

To be made an example will stauch my deviant flow.

Held a lever that only I can pull. Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue.

Bigots want my head on a plate to sound-out.

Probing - exposing delicate core to full view. Damning - programming etiquette to suit.

To dissect and reset will staunch my deviant flow.

Held a lever that only I can pull. Need a trauma to silence my loose tongue. Group constrictor. Throttling a bond. Call a cull to silence our loose tongues.