Bad bottle hugs me and lies
Saying only with her I can cry
All emotions neatly filed and ignored
Will be discussed once the poisoning starts.
//
Little tease
She whispers, "you can't hide from me"
"Bring it all out, on the kitchen floor"
"Get it all out, that's what I'm for."
//
A little healing, concealing, a lot of poison.
//
It's okay
You can be yourself around me
Wash every worry away
//
A little tease
Weak knees
A giant problem placed on the little ones.
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