Drawn in, I let it linger
Days turned to weeks and the lies:
They grew thicker.
I Offered my world
Did everything I could
Every word that flows over
Runs as rapid as the river
I understand you can't keep up
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Treat me wrong one more time
You know I love the thrill
Give me cake and candy
The wholeee shpill
Tell me that I'm pretty
But that I can't go very far
Without bustin my ass or makin up some money
In ways that'll get you locked up behind bars.
Order me a Pepsi's and a two leader sprite
Imma drop in some molley
Let's get fucked up tonight
You see that boy over there cheesin
He's got a Ferrari
You think that castle is gleeaming
I think that I need to get me a new hobby.
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Volume 3: The Emotional Trama
PoetryAnother thoughtless land, with holding roots that run deep, bearing an otherwise sent of chaotic horror.
