dear unlock the dooryou're acting like a childwhen you've said
At least in my dreamswhen I'm sleeping it seemsthat the
Here we have our dust free dining setWe guarentee it
we barely ever fightshe knows that i love herat first
my jail shoes onthe well kept cemetary lawnboth of them
dad dad why did you let that manpush you around
I saw in your bedroom, the drawers had been emptied.
such an awful, tragic nightthough i've only done what's righteven
I'm feeling independent,I made it through another day,having a wonderful
Satellites mediate for usThe days events through fiber optics.I hope
Ultra-violet rays wash overAll the boys and girlsAs their moms
Crazy people knowthe special place to gowhen the pressure is
You were born in Kacey Missouri, to a girl who
It's weird to think of all the thingsThat have not
It's weird to think of all the thingsThat have not
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