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Demon kid Lives and breathes quid Keeps squid in back pocket For when bicycle skids Demon kid Little ***** Why so much malice On one little finger You're rough and tumble But you're no Alice Is that you in there? The one born in six months The one born of great heights Gorgeous and hollow Nothin' but leg Disease is born in flesh Begins in your mind Your repulsion Quite indulgent Stems from lack of blood-lust for us Makes our behavior reckless How's that power feel? Is that you in there? Love is losing cause it never was Thinks the dying man who still has heart As they all turn their heads like cobras Hell-bent on ****** by stares and shoulders Weaponless **** tastes sweeter Than physical blood ever did Thinks the demon kid
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Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 7:14 PM UTC
Demon Kid
Demon kid Lives and breathes quid Keeps squid in back pocket For when bicycle skids Demon kid Little ***** Why so much malice On one little finger You're rough and tumble But you're no Alice Is that you in there? The one born in six months The one born of great heights Gorgeous and hollow Nothin' but leg Disease is born in flesh Begins in your mind Your repulsion Quite indulgent Stems from lack of blood-lust for us Makes our behavior reckless How's that power feel? Is that you in there? Love is losing cause it never was Thinks the dying man who still has heart As they all turn their heads like cobras Hell-bent on ****** by stares and shoulders Weaponless **** tastes sweeter Than physical blood ever did Thinks the demon kid
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Nov 19, 2011
Nov 19, 2011 at 7:14 PM UTC
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