Boiling point lowered once again
Promisses to myself succes rate is 1 percent
I'm blowing up,
and in reverse.
Explosive and Implosive
Once I was just one of them
Hollow little piggy, you havn't been saving lately
Hollow little piggy, showering off the bloodstains
White, yellow and red
Wash 'em till they shine
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