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leave the lights on I'm coming through got a package for you I been holding on to for a long time gift wrapped in the back of my mind it's a reckoning an awakening open the door or I'm breaking in oh it's dinner time could be the last supper I got your number it's scam likely you don't like me so come outside and fight me you write down your feelings so much you made a mistake and wrote me I got the letter you sent me I'm in your driveway sitting on empty no tetreat it's face time take out a pen and trace mine don't leave out the mean lines rode the train to the main line thought you were a friend of mine to figure you out took some time out of my schedule every step gradual actually I knew you were a rat I smelled the cheese on your breath gouda brie cheddar and something else you better know how to protect yourself from this poisoness venom I'm spittin lethally illegally like a terrorist threat I'm your enemy