new skin set, and the urge to long for something of a worms torso.
You are so high
Prune
Come
Call back, from god
You'll never see it through
Stop
Notice your reflection
In the rain
Vile of blood
Your tattoo
You
You
Your in my head
Stop
Don't stare straight ahead
Your a star
Star speak to dessert
As I am waiting for the
April tuck
Thur the teen is not
Weighed
O
Nobody
Knows
Prune
Come
Call back, from god
You'll never see it through
Stop
Notice your reflection
In the rain
Vile of blood
Your tattoo
You
You
Your in my head
Stop
Don't stare straight ahead
Your a star
Star speak to dessert
As I am waiting for the
April tuck
Thur the teen is not
Weighed
O
Nobody
Knows
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Writer(s): Drew Ahlander
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