hey there, baby.. you look small,
how's the ground treating you?
is it comfortable to crawl?
i'm gonna pick you up now, baby..
pick you up and love you, baby..
love your leg broken,
and your lacerated head..
love your face smothered,
covered.. 'til you're dead.
smothered and covered?
gravy cheese hashbrowns.
you would've been better,
born with no eyes.
hey there, baby.. you look...
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i hate it when there's all kinds of stuff i could be getting done but i can't leave here. hrmph.