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Out amongst a crowd

Staring at your screen

Talking to an ugly face

As though they're there in person

Speakers turned to max

Talking very loud

See their expression turn to horror

As they see

Your murder

Stab you in the back

Slit your stupid throat

Tell them you'll have to call them back

As you fucking choke

Blood pours out your mouth

Need to clean your screen

Face first in a fucking ditch

Is how I want you to facetime me

I'm glued to my phone

As I watch you lie

Bugs and birds pick at your flesh and pick out from your eyes

Skin is cold and blue

Pleasant in the rain

Keep in mind I'm watching this at home I'm not insane