Santino

I collected stones
Manufactured ammunition
And I planned it
You were astounded

I fashioned projectiles
Carefully selected my missile
And my target
You wrote about it

It puts hairs on my chest
To hear a thousand voices
Debate the choices I've made
But fail to change opinion
We're dumbed down simian

I fashioned projectiles
Carefully selected my missile
Then my target
You wrote about it
And shared it amongst your peers
How I clean took someone's head off
That I planned it
You should have seen them, they were astounded

To hear a thousand voices
Debate the choices I've made
But fail to change opinion
We're dumbed down simian

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