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Let the cannibals sharpen their teeth
In anticipation of long pig
Let sharks cut the sea with their fins
But the piece for them is just too big
I'm not afraid of all the mistakes I made
And there's always something to celebrate
And I would only plead under pressing weight
And I would be my own counsel
I'm not going to be a meal
Keeping the hope alive is my skill
I'd take the amnesty but I will
Return to my favorite sins
