Lletres: Tankard. B-day. Rectifier.

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You've got a big mouth! Blessed with no brain!
You cannot keep up, it's all in vain
No use discussing 'cause intelligence you lack
You can't keep up, no hope, you stabbed me in the back

All talk, no action! You bore me so!
You're full of bullshit why don't you go?
You've stated reasons why your past is full of holes
But you chose me, pathetic, what's your fucking goal

Rectifier,