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>His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
>There's vomit on his ring robe already, Talos' spaghetti
>He's nervous, but on the surface, he looks calm and ready
>To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting
>What he wrote down, the aunties so loud
>He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out
>He's chokin', how? Honda-kun's jokin' now
>The clock's run out, time's up, owari da, blaow
