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Underground eXperts United
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Presents...
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[ Contemplation In Rain ] [ By Hedge ]
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/*"Poor old Mrs Willard, got shot in the head
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Didn't have the sense to stay home in bed"
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-Sator */
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** CONTEMPLATION IN RAIN **
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By Hedge
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Lingering shadows on a killers face
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Pulling a gun to stop disgrace
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Screaming demons in his soul
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Flaming tool takes its toll
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Whenever the feelings rises up inside
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He straps his weapon, goes out with pride
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The gun he's packing will shoot straight
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Penetrate the armour of the ghosts he hate
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Nothing to say, no thing to do
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Just hope he'll miss when he comes for you
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A whole lot of thoughts, a whole lot to say
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Better watch your mouth, don't cause dismay
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What did you do, why were you there?
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Be real sure he don't aim to scare
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You're just an object who's to pay the bill
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For his eager lust to demonstrate a skill
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The gun was fired, the bullet flew
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Oops, your armoured vest, it went right through
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Teflon bullets, what a shame
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What a horror, who's to blame?
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Now you're lying in a pool of red
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The last shot he fired went through your head...
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Gee,I really thought you'd be better prepared than that...
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/* Meet my uncle Louie...And send me your views of the world!
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(S93glo@ida.csd.uu.se)*/
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/* Hedge -94 */
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uXu #224 Underground eXperts United 1994 uXu #224
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Call THE SYNAPSE -> +1-813-996-3902
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