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in a letter from the county jail: the barium swallows have come, our mission has failed the mission has failed to invent a new emotion try and re-use the same tired old emotions to invent a new emotion or conspire to use same tired old emotions same tired old emotions I trepidate, such a cave i'm in my pale skin, born to gentrify but I am soft inside, i'm not so bad I trepidate, I cave in my pale skin, born to gentrify but I am soft inside, i'm not so bad lily white sissy with the biggest mouth raffles off rifles for the candidate give a father to this son, make him a stain that never runs you can boil him down, you can slow him down you can boil him down, but it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself I am not spilling out Letras de cancionesI hear their feet on the stairs, I am not spilling out, out out, out I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself I am not spilling out I hear their feet on the stairs, I hold on to myself I am not spilling out please kill the barium swallows please kill the barium swallows please kill the barium swallows please kill the barium swallows they ferrit out, my soft insides From Letras Mania