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letra de bill cipher vs. w.d. gaster - uberocity

[verse 1: bill cipher]
here we are to open this hopeless chapter
where a broken clone of uboa’s a-ghaster
try to stay determined, cause when i’m let loose
you might want to start tying that hypotenuse
you’re just a crazy wraith with no amalgam mates
who got his ass erased across time and sp-ce
you’re getting handsy but i know you can hear me
undertale’s fun value is just a game theory

[verse 2: w.d. gaster]
entry number 17
nonexistent, like your victory
go and try that angle, but in this reality
you’re flat, both in shape and in personality
your falls is no longer a mystery, man
can’t wing it in this battle, so talk to the hand
leave your senses deleted like an oregon scare
it’s not hip when the cipher’s a polybius square
[verse 3: bill cipher]
listen to yourself. your meaning has no meaning
you couldn’t even beat me if you were dreaming!
i know a surefire way you won’t be so rash
when i bash you over the head like an atbash
so you asked for a sequel from toby fox
annoying dog days passed and there’s no response
and just when you thought there’s a chance that you got it
he dealt a rude move on your end and spun off it!
i’m not scared of fighting a copycat whiteface
sans comic sense and a readable typeface
for 2 years i waited in time for this fight
and i’m still winning, even in the 3rd darn rewrite
every reset you cling to your life and your hope
reaching out and attempting and failing to cope
so here’s the reality you’re trying to stall:
in the machine both gravity and gaster falls!!!

[verse 4: w.d. gaster]
i’m very very sorry, but you’ve got it wrong
and we’ll never meet again by the end of this song
while disney gets darker yet darker i’ll standby
as it rains somewhere else when the fans stop buying
the shlock from your au you’ve painted as gold
take it from me, you’ve been a bit too bold
thanks for the feedback, but my patience is dwindling
it’s rude to talk about people that are listening
as you spiral into my same trap of hubris
edgy and determined on being so ruthless
waterfalls from your single eye
it’ll be too late when you realize
every frame of your life you’ve just been a puppet
feel the eraser; hirsch, doesn’t it?
i’ll show you the h-ll nonexistence can be
you’ll come to regret this, wouldn’t you agree?

- uberocity

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