Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
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I would give you the rope
To tie around your neck
If only I could be sure that
You'd be brave enough to jump.
But you are as deep as a
Gash between the legs,
Lying down and opening up for
Strangers to dump their load
Inside of you as you smile
A special ed. grin, pretending
You are a treasure when you're trash.
The doltish eyes upon your face
Light up at the mention of
Your name and there you go
Being number f---ing one.
But the normal people refuse
To be another f---ing number;
They prefer depth, and not your c(u)nt.
You are so last year and your
Expiration date is showing.
11-10-09
To tie around your neck
If only I could be sure that
You'd be brave enough to jump.
But you are as deep as a
Gash between the legs,
Lying down and opening up for
Strangers to dump their load
Inside of you as you smile
A special ed. grin, pretending
You are a treasure when you're trash.
The doltish eyes upon your face
Light up at the mention of
Your name and there you go
Being number f---ing one.
But the normal people refuse
To be another f---ing number;
They prefer depth, and not your c(u)nt.
You are so last year and your
Expiration date is showing.
11-10-09
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