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In nature some are the survivors,
The weak don’t make it along,
Death weans out, the not to revivors,
No pan lickers make it, no nongs,
In order to be a survivor,
There’s only the weak n the strong,
The strong go on Mc’Gyver ,
And the weak go down,
Where the bastards belong,
So if ya brain starts twitching and yapping,
Slap it under the bloody left ear,
be strong no weak willie sapping,
your spirit is strong with no fear,
if you can’t control your yapping brain,
it will slip a cog you know,
mental torture, its all in vain,
forgive forget, let it go!
who is master you or it,
the weak willed will say its just him,
take control of yeself just a little bit,
strong-fella, hard faced and so grim…?