Testo No Place Like Hell Rackets And Drapes
he masturbates while he takes her picture
crying will only make things violent
like a good girl she keeps things silent
playtimeâs over and off come his pants
now itâs time for the daily lap dance
run away by the age of thirteen
on the streets and a mother to be
earned a bachelorâs in prostitution
and a masterâs in drug addiction
forest full of dying trees
bearing only poison seeds
rotting roots you can not see
inherit the crust of a family