Arsonists Get All The Girls
Tea Time Tibbons
Why don't you sit and entertain yourselvesWhile I lay it down on youWhen a day comes to make itselfIt knows to die before it makes it's primeAll this bullshit I can't understandWhy would you fake your phobiaYou won't prescribe me my smile anymore"I fought in a fucking war"He would scream bitterlyAs if the age hadn't affected him at allIt's the nay of victoryHad given him the blindnessTo all things contrast to focusA continuous drown of allDeafly loud enough to scoff atHis years now have to tiptoe around himHe still cowersTo tibbonsSomewhere in there may be will to rememberWe'll see you next weekA new addition to your old oneDon't you fucking dareMy memories keep me company
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