bad dreams and hardened minds. was I even there? bad news and fine art. was I even there? she is safely tied. daddy still despises her lazy songs and her shitty band. the endless sleuth and her highness. I'll wager it is cautioned where there is woman. virtue summons desperate airs. or was I even there. she is vain and trite. but daddy still desires her phoned in bones and her pretty hands, her faded youth and her highness. and I'll wager it is cautioned where there is woman. virtue summons desperate airs. she is wasted time. daddy still desires the lonesome drone of a sycophant. the changing tune of a siren...
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