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by Johnny Crimson

fall a sin all you sancto bags
pull your bread from my hall of wine
a fill a biller
wake it up
a calling help me
wake you up

for fall
for fall la la

wake me up
and calling help me

wake you up
the fall

is all the way down

I hope he fucks you under your bed
with the dust of a thousand misguided vacuums
I hope when he crawls back out your bedroom window
you cry for at least an hour before screwing yourself to sleep

10/20/2007

Posted on 10/21/2007
Copyright © 2025 Johnny Crimson

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