Less is not more take cover
The end is near don't walk
Thanks alot bleeding me
My shell on top of your knotty fist
With a speculum shoved up my cunt, after hours.
Take solace my love in the little things:
Red droplets wet eyelashes and money.
That's the way it goes.
I shot my baby.
It has to be love.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
I stand here naked at attention.
Is this my only skill?
I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay.
I asked my daddy for a quarter,
He gave me twenty-five cents
And a kiss for good luck.
Daddy, what can I do to make you stop crying?
I been wanderin' the canned fruit aisle
Wondering what I can do to make you smile.
Jesus only knows.
In time I'll grow to big and old
To help you with your strange hurt.
But right now I'm a school girl
Learning exactly what I
Was put on this earth for.
For one lousy minute she felt like a queen.
Should the smart little girl
Tell a story or a lie,
With her eyes on the toy
She's a tomboy in the mirror.
Watch her as she changes.
See how she grows.
Her cells are re-arrangin'.
She'll need a woman's clothes.
What are these ugly changes?
Jesus only knows...
I stand here naked at attention.
Is this my only skill?
I fucked my first fruit today, lousy lay.
I asked my daddy for a quarter,
He gave me twenty-five cents
And a kiss for good luck.
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