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Cigarette Ahegao
03:03
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*As an Amewican,*
*fffffuck*
So like
I guess they call it the sophomore slump
Always crying and always drunk
A few dead more gone and the rest well
On their way
So everyone I love is stuck
Because this that the other and the state fucked up
I mean we covered that in a class
That I’m about to fail
I feel better now
Cigarette ahegao
*a real phone conversation with a friend*
No need to cry about it
*UWUs*
*Hey incels? Just have sex!*
*Duh! ;)*
Trash on the walls and trash on the floor
Liquid eyeliner stuck to the door
Screwing everything up and doing everything wrong
In my defense I wasn’t supposed to be around this long
Well I feel better now
Cigarette ahegao
No need to cry about it
*Oh, I don’t smoke I just like how it smells*
Get thin on smoke and coffee
Get fat on pie and biscuits
God bless this perfect storm I
Hope that it takes me with it
I have a soft small body
Strawberries make me happy
Someday I’ll leave the country
I hope to have you with me
Get wrecked on becherovka
Get fucked on smoke and wine
Someday I’ll have my own life
I’ll leave this all behind
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Lotta True Crime
03:22
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So this girl’s out back behind the bar
She’s a good girl, she called a car
Y’ got three motherfuckers in a big white van
Two dumb friends and one mean man
Well she’ll fuckin’ kill you, she wins every fight
She will rock your shit by the end of the night
And the only advantage that a killer has
Is they think they have the right
I listen to a lotta true crime
I listen to it at night
I like the girl talk
It makes me feel alright
I like scary stories in the morning
And I like ‘em at night
I like girl talk vibes
They makes me feel alright
I listen to a lotta true crime
Dennis Rayder and David Parker Ray sit together in Hell, shaking, quaking, terrified, that one day, somehow, someway,
They might meet me.
They took our girls away from home
They’re in the woods, they’re all alone
The ropes are heavy and the knots are tight
Tied by a monster and his oblivious wife
Well I hope this doesn’t seem impolite
But Ted Bundy wasn’t that fuckin’ bright
He was just sorta charismatic and White, alright?
And he was so fuckin’ sure he had the right
But he’s fucking ugly, and I’m glad he’s dead
Cuz he had no fuckin’ candle in his pumpkin head
You’re not special for winning a game
With someone who you know was never playing
She could’ve killed you
She had every right
Y’ just caught her off guard tonight
But it’s alright
She’ll be fine
We listen to a lotta true crime
One of our young turned up last night
They found their body but not their eyes
Somebody new must’ve
Gone bad
Where’s the lord to take care of that
Where’s the lord to take care of that
I listen to a lot of true crime
I listen to it at night
I like the girl talk vibes
They make me feel alright
I like scary stories in the morning
And I like ‘em at night
I like the girl talk vibes
They make me feel just fine
I listen to a lot of true crime
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Moonsickness
05:14
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Dumpster
02:32
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Rät
03:14
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