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Little girl, shaved her curls
Going to own the whole damn world
Wants to be, want to try
Got to have one more high
Little boy, ran away
Going to run his life his way
Can't decide, live or die
Got to have one more high
You can cum and you can scream
But no one cares for no one believes
Listen to her fly...
Listen to her try...
Listen to her cry...
Listen to her die...
From behind you start to whine
Another trip, another time
The heat inside, the stench below
Your senses swell on overload
Little girl and little boy
You can not help them
You never could
They're your creation
They're your reward
Your hallucination in your own war
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