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Debates seem civil, But when there is politics, People scream, "Me, me!"
How far down does my deepness go? Does it only extend to the end of my clothes? Is it the shoes that I wear? Or the car that I drive? Do I appreciate the gift of simply being alive?
Cursin' like a sailorIt's okay, right, avail herCommanding the ship so stronglyyou thought you finally had it off mebullets keep bouncing off me like a trampoline, except this one isn't so fun, you see?