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i sent for my baby, and she don't come.
and if she gets unruly...

i wake up every morning with a chainsaw in my bed

i stand up every morning with the good lord in my head



impervious to the conjured empathy of the pious. its good to see even the humblest of actors and actresses confess their self made dogma as subconsciously as they do their narcissistic lust for spotlight. you are no different from me. therefore you can never have an effect on my focus.

i called you at 11 in the mownin
i thought you were alone and
i wanted to say hello over the phone and
i thought that you were in but you were out you weren't home and


NOTHING RHYMES WITH AND.


God Damn Son of a God Damn It!