throwing rocks at the house next door
you better make sure you got bullet proof doors
more time to get your closets clean
the skeleton police are on the scene
before you throw the book at me
you'll notice the pages are stuck together
these are the ones i always read
cause memories fly on trapeze
your promises were broke before you made them
never said anything
now all the words were spoke before you said them
your a smoking gun bullet 15
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