shes got 15 personalities a glass eyeball and a
problem brain livin out of town in a six foor
ditch tries to hit herself but she always seems
to miss ladybug i dont believe in love youre lost
in the skies above daisies and a picket fence? i
dont want yer love all of her clothes are the
paper doll ya want to grow up in a fairy tale yer
papa was a maggot and yer borther is a dirty
faggot everyday the tragadies they never fail i
dont have anything that you could ever want born
downtown in a homeless onterourge brain hal empty
as a basement ya know i'm inept i cant give you
what i dont already have
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