Just remember that its my hand that opened this vein So you're excused from all the future entanglements we'll never have Precious rubies spell out, welcome home, On a banner streaming across the sky
I wanna rewrite every style. To rewrite something you never read. So don't blame me, Please forget me. If it's not for your Dumb lethal lies. Don't think we'll cut you too. Your love gone, Your love
We speak in circles in speak with tripping tongues tripping over our own saliva secreting from our wounds. these lame metaphors are metaphorically tearing at my heart strings. if you want some childs
There was laughter one fall ago, now its distilled The remenats are tinted brown sinking to the cup tipped upfor a toast Your window is a television lit up with a line of pretty people Waiting for the
Step off your assembly line. your speech bubble is already filled in Your cacophony is a cliched catch phrase. It's polarized to sting the ears of selective hearing Satellites orbiting through the vac
This is a picture postcard. greetings from wherever I am I've been handled and perused by second hand men in hand me down shoes you want me to sing you a song? what key do you want it in? I've got th
Youre a daisy if you do, youre a daisy if you dont, so cut the check. please dont bite my head off after you take the silver spoon from my mouth. hide the drugs from the kids, they wont have to know.
They've gotten in They've gotten in I can feel their breaths on the back of my neck I can feel their fingers faintly caressing me This makeshift monster is mine I provided the wood for myself It'l
Too-hoo, too-hoo, too-hoo, too-hoo. Two little owls in a row, row, row, In the bough of a great big tree, And they felt just as happy and they looked just as happy, As any little owls could be, be, be
Yeah, this is Virgina Straight from the country right There with my kin folk golds in My mouth and they put 26s on binzons Dirt rose backwoods They got weed but I’m bent tho rachet Nigga we t
Yo, West Virginia Straight from the country, right there wit' my kinfolk Golds in my mouth and they put 26′s on Benzo's Dirt roads, back woods They got weed but I've been dope Ratchet, n-gga we act
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