Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce
The lids of his eye's up, showing big burning #balls
Your balls get susan boyle
Till my juices rain ooze down into lakes, like oil
Huh, a metaphor of course
Sittin on bowling balls
I'm everything that they call nice
Your balls cry during bug life
I call her, no answer
Your balls necro butcher
Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course
Cant prevent it kicked king arthur in the balls
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