Daddy needs a new pair of shoes
Take a peaceful girl and rob her of all her wealth in gold
I'm in a bovinity divinity and all you hear are my moos
All the while allowing me to chill, and my soul turns cold
Deception has become your cunning disease
Move over muffin top, I've got a coffee roll
I'll put your mind at ease
While the garnishment on the death bell tolls
Look, jets align
Creates a path of depravity
Eat my fruit, then spit out the rhine
As my hallow heart becomes an even bigger vacuous cavity
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