Put the little kids in the corner
With their face and their eyes on the floor
Put the little kids in the corner
With their face and their eyes on the floor
My favorite band
Is a witch
Find themselves in poet corners
And they still like to dick
It's of course, they're afraid
It's a fine complicate
You can find, demonstrate
Slip along, demon ways
My favorite band
Is a witch
Find themselves with perfect mornings
And they still try to live
The menstruation
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A little morning cries
I wish on thievery of corners
Admit the cries
I know he's saying
He's saying, "so tired"
With their face and their eyes on the floor
Put the little kids in the corner
With their face and their eyes on the floor
My favorite band
Is a witch
Find themselves in poet corners
And they still like to dick
It's of course, they're afraid
It's a fine complicate
You can find, demonstrate
Slip along, demon ways
My favorite band
Is a witch
Find themselves with perfect mornings
And they still try to live
The menstruation
Pulitzer Prize masturbation
A little morning cries
I wish on thievery of corners
Admit the cries
I know he's saying
He's saying, "so tired"
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