Light a candle for the sinners set the world on
He is the Angel with the scabbed wings
Hard-drug face, want
You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn't have
Each time I make my mother cry
An angel dies and
when you wish upon a star
don't let yourself fall,
You cut off all of your fingers
Trade them in for
he lives inside my mouth
and tells me what to
There's an apple in the pussy mouth
Now I am the
The ants are in the sugar, the muscles atrophied
We're on
Hey. Mr. Superstar:
"I'll do anyhting for you"
"I'm your
And I don't want ya and I don't need ya
Don't
There's not much left to love
Too tired today to hate
I
Electronic voice:"go ahead and date a dead messiah, we can
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