my sweet bean bag in the street + honey bring it close to my lips + on that fateful day when she was crucified + pity the burial was premature she said and smiled + sometimes you’re nothing but meat + say goodbye to a glitter girl + don’t you hear the laughter on the way down + momma it wasn’t my bullet + this little masochist she’s ready to confess + trying not to move it’s just your ghost passing through + but I can see that star when she twinkles


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