I only understand my life when its moving at the rate of any
Well-choreographed Quentin Tarantino fight scene
The action comes standard, the violence is extra
And sometimes the blood is necessary
Sometimes I will drag your heart through the desert like a dead body
I will bury your soul in the shallow grave of my mouth
My reputation precedes me, I can be more cotton-candy than razor-blade
I don't light my own cigarettes but I can pour my own poison
Yours too
I like the part where Uma Thurman spins around on the ground
Cutting everybody's feet off
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