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  • 作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
    All the little girls are boys for girls with no boys to throw up for
    Slave translator,
    Tell me what it means
    Dante had two
    Prussians in her brush
    Quite a rush
    All the nimble boys are girls for boys with no girls to cum into
    Slave translator
    Soften my rage
    All the boys she loves are always under age
    Can't cut away from it
    Self paralysis
    Satanic ornaments that crumble our faith
    Rebirth suicide
    Rebirth suicide
    It's so perpetual
    Not that I care
    They bring their plates like it's automatic
    It's so pathetic
    You apologize for him
    You won't face the portrait
    Honestly, you rotted when it mattered
    Not that I care
    I was only stabbing your heart because
    I was trying to get your attention
    Change your direction
    Can't tolerate this new vision
    Paranoia like it's talking to your mother
    All of the hatred
    All of the vomit
    It's recurrent
    Not that I care
    All the nimble girls are boys for girls with no boys to throw up for
    Slave translator,
    I hate to ask
    Is the wind in that door still?
    All the nimble boys are girls for boys with no girls to cum into
    Slave translator,
    I want you to hurt
    I'm cutting myself, and
    I feel like dirt!
  • 作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
    All the little girls are boys for girls with no boys to throw up for
    Slave translator,
    Tell me what it means
    Dante had two
    Prussians in her brush
    Quite a rush
    All the nimble boys are girls for boys with no girls to cum into
    Slave translator
    Soften my rage
    All the boys she loves are always under age
    Can't cut away from it
    Self paralysis
    Satanic ornaments that crumble our faith
    Rebirth suicide
    Rebirth suicide
    It's so perpetual
    Not that I care
    They bring their plates like it's automatic
    It's so pathetic
    You apologize for him
    You won't face the portrait
    Honestly, you rotted when it mattered
    Not that I care
    I was only stabbing your heart because
    I was trying to get your attention
    Change your direction
    Can't tolerate this new vision
    Paranoia like it's talking to your mother
    All of the hatred
    All of the vomit
    It's recurrent
    Not that I care
    All the nimble girls are boys for girls with no boys to throw up for
    Slave translator,
    I hate to ask
    Is the wind in that door still?
    All the nimble boys are girls for boys with no girls to cum into
    Slave translator,
    I want you to hurt
    I'm cutting myself, and
    I feel like dirt!