I asked if you'd cry at my funeral.
You giggled and said yes.
And that you'd make sure I was buried,
With a brand new bottle of Jack.
How fun it is to toy with the ignorance of the innocent.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
I asked if you'd cry at my funeral.
You giggled and said yes.
And that you'd make sure I was buried,
With a brand new bottle of Jack.
How fun it is to toy with the ignorance of the innocent.
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