One, two, three, four
Home to where you've punished it
There is no return to feel
You will burn all of the management
Before someone keen is near
There is no more embarrassment
You are swallowed in its grip
You can divy out what belongs to them
Or you can cross it off to keep
And you will feel new
How is he doing?
Are things moving?
Bones still working?
Mouth still chirping?
Home to where you've punished it
There is no return to feel
You will burn all of the management
Before someone keen is near
There is no more embarrassment
You are swallowed in its grip
You can divy out what belongs to them
Or you can cross it off to keep
And you will feel new
How is he doing?
Are things moving?
Bones still working?
Mouth still chirping?
( Melaina Kol )
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