There's 30 seconds left. What's gonna happen next? You better watch your step. The wicked don't ever rest. Ain't nothing cut and dry. There's no retro overdrive. I bet the fuse is live. I feel it when the doves cry. What can you do and where can you go when your mother is a burnout and your father is a pyro? They just want to light it on fire and they just want to let it all burn and set fire to the family tree.
It's never one and done. It's only just begun. Now the inmates are running the asylum. Am I a head case? Did I inherit this? Am I a hypocrite to say that I ain't feelin' this? Because I ain't feelin' this. What can you do and where can you go when your mother is a burnout and your father is a pyro? They just want to light it on fire and they just want to let it all burn and set fire to the family tree.
What can you do and where can you go when your mother is a burnout and your father is a pyro? They just want to light it on fire and they just want to let it all burn and set fire to the family tree.
Set fire to the family tree.
Set fire to the family tree.
Set fire to the family tree!
Set fire to the family tree!
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Short Stories/Song Lyrics
短篇故事This is mainly full of song lyrics. Sorry. I'm not creative enough to actually make short stories. There are, like, two chapters that are short stories, but that's it. TW: If you're easily disturbed by talk or mention of suicide, some chapters are n...
