dont blue print me you casket designers
your not dead like me you little lip liners
some powered nose and some strangers skull f___ed head
i want a little warm milk before bed
spilling guts across the floor
i dont even lock the door anymore
we're in the world and we're on our knees
so we should all come together with warm milk

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