Hawthorne from Haircuts by Amanda

Please don’t be upset at me
But I let all the clones free

My journey to the center of the sun
I’ll make sure I won’t make any mistakes again

When my steel armor burns
You’ll know I’m dead

Please protect the demons
Most sinners aren’t able to see them

My victim of those who can’t feel
A seasoned onion is their last meal

A can’t not feel a certain way
When I’m in this place

I can’t not envision myself here again

I guess we have to kill clones now
Save the kingdom you rodeo clown
I guess we have to kill clones now
Save the kingdom you rodeo clown

These vaunt figures chase me in limbo
But I was made for the heavens
I am the master of procrastination
I am a god of possessions

My sword and dagger yearn for a stim
I slit your thighs and piss on your skin
I am the master of peasants
I am a god of dimensions

Down and out

And I feel so ugly
For I am so fake to everyone

I guess we have to kill clones now
Down and out
Save the kingdom you rodeo clown
Down and out
I guess we have to kill clones now
Down and out
Save the kingdom you rodeo clown
Down and out

Lately life’s been going down
It’s dare and I want out
Lately life’s been going down
It’s dare and I want out
Life's been going down
It's dare and I want out
Life's been going down
It's dare and I want out

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