I once knew a girl,
She sang about boys with a plastic paint on smile.
I'd sit back at home and masturbate to a time where we'd reconcile.

She heard some of this EP and she turned her head and frowned. She said that it's just noise and that I should go and kill myself.

I once knew a girl, some fucking mistake that spawned out of mummy's purse. When I sit down she reminds me of you and how you're getting worse.

Maybe the grave is where you ought to play to attract the worms you face. Maybe soon I can help you reach your final resting place.

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