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Tempt me once like a trigger I might just pull you
Nag me twice shame on me
Ask, sass, and harass gave you chances three?
I’ve been waiting on somebody like you
With what I’m about to do, the word cruel
Is too generic an adjective
More like a sick mix of a beans, milk, and a laxative
I guano bat a thousand at everything you pitch
Then surround you like a cloud and watch you squirm and itch
I’m a nightmare who you wish you’d never met
Moths fly to flames, but mosquitoes just want your blood and sweat
