mother sleeps mother weeps
i pray their souls i wish to
o' my children don't be afraid. step aside to the
this is the way nightmares begin,
or.....perhaps end.
step right up and
In cold sweet sleep
there are no bad dreams
when you're down
this is me-how i am-this is me-no make up-this is
my addictions are more bizarre by far than digging holes
you're a long way from heaven and your headed the
it takes a bitch as cold as you to wear
i can tell you're listening to my summoning by the
enraptured arachnid spiderweb windshield head glass shattered on the asphaltstee
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