if an ****** is an bundle
of
sticks
lior *****
what molly
calls ****
read my
views
talk
to
who
sell your books
you clone like freaks
catching me sewn unique
bend you over
an
other
of
my
mountain peaks
think you know who
i
am
just because you say we
you got me confused for
the ******* and ******
me myself nor
i
do we
adore
take your money throw it in the stream
molly klaudic did was my dream
take her and me put us in the book
watch me stick her in her ***** hole
while you pay me to look
you have nothing better to do than fear
and think about me
you will plant nothing
but an furnace
of
trees
i
am
never alone
me myself nor
i
did
my
Heavenly Father clone
Stake an other sniff of reality
you could never get an grasp
on
the
depths
of
we
if
an
******
is an
bundle
of
what lior sniffs
baby bark
?
...
..
.
**** on that
...
..
.
