Be careful
Theres a shooter on loose
His charge is that of a bull
It can prompt conclusion to your thought
Or contribute to a shift in direction
Rethink, rethink, rethink you will do
He's bold and sassy
With his preference and selection of idiom
What is said might be truth but it burns
Be careful what you say
He is keen and he's fleet-footed with his words
I let too many words to lapsus linguae
Without analyzing what I said
Before you knew it
Bang... Bang...
He shot me in the my soul
Went straight through my core
Now look at me
Powerless lying there
My game is over Shooter
I start it over
Maybe I'll get further


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