Wago road starts where the sidewalk ends
I have a mouth full of blood
Bloody teeth
Like my cold red heart
I am the devil the bedevils the Devil
Keeps him up at night
Worrying
You you you
Have built your happy home
While I spend my nights learning to be someone else
And of course wrecking a happy home
That I call my own
Be that as it may
Just put on my tombstone that I was griefed to death
Is that even a word....
My fucking phone doesn't think so
And it's smarter than me
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