Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,
As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax
They say with identity comes purpose
No not the heiress just one from an escort service
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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