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I gO tO UnI HiGh AnD YeaH....

mY eXpeRtIse aRe:

BReAThIng WAy tO LoUD...HiT A PaRk CaR...hiT a PoLe...SinGinG In The RaiN (nOT ReAllY) MeSs AroUnd WiTh My KiD PAcK (PeoPLe ThAt I HaNg oUT)....mAKe fUN oF tInY (tHIS cHIcK thAt sItS nExT tO mE iN 1sT pERioD) tAlK tO *DrEaMeR wHo ComPlaInS SoMeTiMeS bUt i StIll LoVe hEr aNd yEaH i lIkE tO pOkE pEoPlE HeHhEhE

tHaTS alL fOr noW

lAteRZ mAh sExAY pEoPlE

They died, dye them black
Placebo to feel, I cut deep
Apathetic drunk, I adored her
Neurotica fuck you, paranoia hurts

Stop crucifixial village up ahead
Painkiller, don't play with dead things
Dear mother...all spun up inside

When I start to FLAKE
When you start to smile
I get dystopia and you get catholic denial

When I get her STROKE
When I make you cry
Drag nutrition from inside you
You scream and I know you're mine..

You run your hands through my hair
Then cry because they get stuck (in there)
Sticky sickness, could be sweet
I eat you, volatile creep

Stuck to addictive heartless needles
Tied down by jealous sticky weeds
Dear liver...we play suicide

When I start to FLAKE
When you start to smile
I get dystopia you get catholic denial

When I get her STROKE
When I make you cry
Drag nutrition from inside you
You scream and I know you're mine..

Here's a little secret
you make me nervous
you see imperfect wrists
I stare at your swollen lips...

          MAdE bY
             Monica M.