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birdie Apr 2015
Remnants of divorce hate
child
Teenage angst and running
wild

My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light

Residents of failure blackout
nights
Idolesss in stripper
lights

My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light

Hey dead beat father
I'd make a terrible daughter
I got my raging fists
From my mother

My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light
My blood glitters in the street light
birdie Mar 2016
How could I be so careless
I Should of locked in my love

What do you want when you are old
I will still feel the same as i do

I’ll kiss your eyes individually
And you can bite my cheek

— The End —