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It’s a daughter’s prison A school run by the rainbow nun Without recess Without recess Inhaling acetone From toes of pearls I’ve come undone Without that high Without that high Be gentle to the stranger For he too fights a battle Someone said that Someone said that Existing to amuse them They hand you exit signs Muddled masses Muddled masses Here’s a ******* and a pen And breathing holes So take advantage Take advantage The stale egg floats and it Boosts her confidence What a plan What a plan
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Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
Laundry Room
It’s a daughter’s prison A school run by the rainbow nun Without recess Without recess Inhaling acetone From toes of pearls I’ve come undone Without that high Without that high Be gentle to the stranger For he too fights a battle Someone said that Someone said that Existing to amuse them They hand you exit signs Muddled masses Muddled masses Here’s a ******* and a pen And breathing holes So take advantage Take advantage The stale egg floats and it Boosts her confidence What a plan What a plan
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Sep 5, 2012
Sep 5, 2012 at 12:28 AM UTC
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