Watch me now play with pointy things
Look, see, isn’t it interesting?
No, you’re not even listening
Is that not brave enough for you?
As flies are drawn to the rotting chees
Are sadists attracted to misery
In this case, that’s another word for me
So I’ll boost the danger times two
(Or maybe three)
Just red paint? Babe, this ain’t pretend
How I long for your arms again
I might lose me a leg or head
Maybe you would believe me then
Autumn leaves failed to break my fall
Sticks and stones didn’t care at all
Skin and bones decorate the walls
Think that’s everything I can recall










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