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for who the bell tolls,

nobody knows what day the reaper arrives,

this worlds cold,

so find warmth in the ravenous tides.

i apply pressure when i open my eyes,

and i keep my mouth closed,

so i’m better at seeing signs.

mr holy grail of brail,

the antonym of being frail,

the epitome of being me,

look inside and you’ll see.

you’ll be rewarded,

or you will face horror,

body bag,

or money bag,

depends on if i change morals.

if you talk slick,

you’ll get offed quick,

come in explore, i got this texas chain for ya.

(chorus)

do you want to trip with me?

do you want to see my mind?

don’t know when the bell tolls,

no one in the world knows,

unless i change my mind….

i’m about to crash out!!!

or run you over,

don’t open doors being negative,

i might expose ya,

so stop pretending,

your viral gun bars,

ain’t coming out too photogenic,

the lies you’ve written,

i’ll leave your story open ended…

(chorus)

do you want to trip with me?

do you want to see my mind?

don’t know when the bell tolls,

no one in the world knows,

unless i change my mind….