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

1:
it's only sprinkling, i tell her is ruined,
we playing the liscense plate game, I'm lovin' what she keep to my inner thigh,
rockin' the earrings i gave her, she's smiling, lookin' angelic
all her friends hate her beauty.
she knows she got it, got me she want me all erotic,
next to her hand the K is a hole in my pocket.
I it over, get her a soda I'm half gone,
hit the bathroom, stick the key in the jar to turn it on.
in the mirror, throw some water on my face I'm snotty,
thinkin' a things i'm to do to my girls body.
the rain is picking up now, my eyes are kind of lazy, the sky is hazy, she's like you pale, i said she was crazy.
push the pedal to the floor mat, hydroplane, it fast,
slowed down past the car crash.
she put her on my shoulder, said she was gettin' a little sleepy,
don't baby we're minutes from heaven.

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

2:
I picked my up with glass in it,
can't remember the minute,
glove box - my face mashed in it.
I her name out but she ain't respond,
pulled her shoulder back her arm - her entire fucking face is gone.
I see her breathing, I'm pleading with Jesus, her lifeless,
don't her like this, reach for the birthday balloon of nitrous.
I'm trying to dial for help with hands I feel,
stuck in the drivers seat, my broken - grippin' the steering wheel.
she squeeze my hand and let go, I shoulda been shotty,
and the rain wouldn't still be pouring all over the body
i'm trying to crawl 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 myself, at least shes happy.
ever 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 i gave her death for her birthday.