Life in a box
Pg. 99
It seems to be cold in here,
Inside the empty head of you.
The end of you.
When you speak, your pink,
Pink pout spouts out poison,
And without a doubt,
They believe in you.
Idiot, well i know, yes i know,
What this is about.
I have most definitely figured you out.
Behind your vile smile,
Here is more teeth than i can count
And a pair of horns to go with your lying grin.
Inside the empty head of you.
The end of you.
When you speak, your pink,
Pink pout spouts out poison,
And without a doubt,
They believe in you.
Idiot, well i know, yes i know,
What this is about.
I have most definitely figured you out.
Behind your vile smile,
Here is more teeth than i can count
And a pair of horns to go with your lying grin.
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