Orphaned tadpole lullaby
By fetalface on February 18, 2024 9:18 pm
Lyrics:
we dance in the shade of the sickle of life
we dine on the dregs that lurk under your homes
we wait for our turn in the government line
we sleep all day and we suck on stones
we die every day for mysterious crimes
and they build on our bones
they build on our bones
they build on our bones
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