And I will awake
Your highness, I am so high I cannot walk.
And I will awake.
You cripple, you take away my time,
My peace, my empathy.
No babies sleep on atrophy.
Your unborn love and fetal stress
Hard bitter candy, legless caress.

What was she for Halloween?
The ugliest girl you've ever seen
Someday she will die alone.

What was she for Valentine's?
An old forgotten cancubine
Someday she will die for no one

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She seems to me to know
All that glitters is sour
All the lies in her place
Jesus saves

Old age, old age, old age.

It's okay to kill your idols
Just pretend you have no rivals
We all know that she is friendless

Spits at mirrors, it's not an issue
Just remove the hateful tissues
We all know her rage is endless


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Old age, old age, old age, old age.

And then she begs and she says:
,,Pretty please? I'll make her pure again;
I'll make her clean''

No one knows she's Hester Prynne
Someone please tell Anne Boleyn
Chokers are back in again

Someday she won't have to fake it
Living will itself seem sacred
Someday she will just refuse.


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Jesus saves
Old age

(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry.
(Me in pieces) So sorry.
(Rest in pieces) I'm sorry.
(Me in pieces) So sorry.