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"you know you look an angel when you're sleeping."
"I know not going to spend your whole birthday in the shower, I'ma go pack up the car."
"Looks like gonna rain."
"Nah, worry about it."

1:
it's sprinkling, i tell her nothing is ruined,
we the liscense plate game, I'm lovin' what she keep doin' to my inner thigh,
rockin' the diamond earrings i gave her, smiling, lookin' angelic
all her friends hate her beauty.
she knows she got it, got me when she me all erotic,
next to her the K is burning a hole in my pocket.
I pull it over, get her a I'm half gone,
hit the bathroom, stick the key in the jar to it back on.
look in the mirror, throw some on my face I'm snotty,
a things i'm about to do to my girls body.
the rain is picking up now, my eyes are kind of lazy, the sky is hazy, like you look pale, i said she was crazy.
push the pedal to the mat, hydroplane, corrected it fast,
slowed down past the car crash.
she put her head on my shoulder, she was gettin' a little sleepy,
don't worry baby we're from heaven.

Snap out of this Cage, snap out of this. It's just a girl, just the world that sucked the life from you.

2:
I picked my face up with in it,
can't remember the minute,
glove box - my girls face in it.
I called her name out but she respond,
pulled her shoulder back touched her arm - her entire face is gone.
I see her breathing, I'm with Jesus, leave her lifeless,
don't leave her like this, for the birthday balloon of nitrous.
I'm trying to dial for with hands I can't feel,
in the drivers seat, my broken ribs - grippin' the steering wheel.
she squeeze my hand and let go, I shoulda been shotty,
and the rain wouldn't be pouring all over the angels body
i'm to crawl back in the K hole, to get out of the car,
but the K won't out of my nose and back in tha jar.
this isn't her i tell myself, at shes happy.
where she is her soul inside lookin' at me.
i pump my fist to bleed out to her and let the worms play,
tell her i'm sorry i gave her for her birthday.