The Jonathan Coulton song "Sticking it to Myself" has an interesting style of lyricism in its second verse:
Sticking it to my
Self-control; that's not the only thing I lack
Just my own gun against my
Back down now and let this hostage
I'm trying to figure something
Makes me feel
Like I'd do anything it takes to be
A f---ing winner now.
The end of each line also functions as the start of the next, yet isn't repeated.