Trap, rape, tape!
In the land of your muse;
As the news came to us.
Illegal lust!
being very far from the truth;
With many falling into sin so easily.
My name is Bartels!
But the bar tells you what i eat and drink;
However, this odd life of yours will not bring you peace.
Lust!
Lingering on the lips;
Ring, lingering!
To be said and heard;
However, you are very far from the truth.
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