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| And I will awake Your highness, I'm so high I cannot walk And I will awake You cripple You take away My time, my peace, my empathy No babies sleep on atrophy Your unborn love and fetal stress Hard-bitter candy fated caress What was she for Halloween The ugliest girl you ever seen Someday she will die alone What was she for Valentine An old forgotten cocibine Someday she will die for no one She seems to me to know All that glitters is sour All that lies in her place Jesus says Old age Old age Old age It's ok to kill your idols Just pretend you have no rivals We all know that she's friendless Spits at music's not an issue Just remove the April tissue We all know her age is endless She seems to me to know All that glitters is sour All that lies in her place Jesus says Old age Old age Old age Old age And then she begs and She says "pretty please" Oh make her pure again Oh make her clean No one knows she's Hestor Prynne Someone please tell Anne Boleyn Chokers are back in again Someday she won't have to fake it Living well itself seems sacred Someday she will just refuse She seems to me to know All that glitters is sour All that lies in her place Jesus says Old age Old age Old age Jeus says Old age (rest in piece) I'm sorry So sorry I'm sorry So sorry Visitas: 252 |
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