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I'd like to believe that you're aware enough even now...
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to know that there is nothing sadistic in my actions.
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Maybe towards those other jokers,
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but not you.
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You know kiddo, this moment,
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this is me at my most non-sadistic.
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Bill, it's your baby.
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¢Ü I was five and he was six. ¢Ü
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¢Ü We rode on horses made of sticks. ¢Ü
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¢Ü He wore black and I wore white. ¢Ü
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¢Ü He would always win the fight. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. He shot me down. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. I hit the ground. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. That aweful sound. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. My baby shot me down. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Seasons came and changed the time. ¢Ü
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¢Ü When I grew up I called him mine ¢Ü
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¢Ü He would always laugh and say, ¢Ü
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¢Ü Remember when we used to play. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. I shot you down. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. You hit the ground. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. That aweful sound. ¢Ü
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¢Ü Bang, Bang. I used to shoot you down. ¢Ü