| Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles down and hold yourself Dear god can you climb up that tree meat in the shape of a T Dear god the paper says you were the King in the black limousine Dear John and all the King s men can t put you head together again Before the bullets before the flies before authorities take out my eyes the only smiling are you dolls that I made but you are plastic and so are your brains Dear god the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound Dear god if you were alive you know we d kill you Before the bullets before the flies before authorities take out my eyes the only smiling are you dolls that I made but you are plastic and so are your brains |
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