Sirens begin, the red spins Hungry go the
Betty's in the sandbox to detox She wears long sleeves
Desdemona in a red kimona can't get off the Her are fused, her limbs can't move better find a wrench
Got no past, they last Future's like a What's for them is always bought At the of something worse
heart of ashes, the glue-on lashes Her baby's in a box She's on one knee with key key Trying to the right lock By the of her fears And the of her tears You can tell weather She bends her in the shape of her sins To keep herself
Got no past, can't last The future's like a best for them is always bought At the price of worse
Got no past, I can't The future's like a I'm swimming in pools of Making of the end of the century
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Carl's burned return him back to central casting Jen grows her soul sneakers Are without laces So she rides the snake she grows wings And flies to better
Got no past, they can't The future's a hearse best for them is always bought At the of something worse
Got no past, I last The future's a curse I'm swimming in pools of Making of the end of the century
It's dawn, faces worn Rain like a female I'm swimming in pools of Making sense of the end of the
Got no past, can't last The future's like a What's for them is always bought At the of something worse