No not the heiress just one from an escort service
You spend days in your room to look perfect on the surface,
I'll imprison your loved ones in burning furnace
Dial up words but they're not in service
Im #psychophysical, the rap bastard brushin my teeth with the rustiest daggers
Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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