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Don't Tell Me To Do The Math(s) We know that we could sell your magazines, if only you would give your life to literature just DON'T READ JANE EYRE

I bet you twenty pounds if you knew ten years ago how pretty you'd turn out then you'd never have gotten your ears pierced, but I never got my ears pierced

When the smaller picture is the same as the bigger picture you know that you're fucked And you're trading paper cuts for splinters you're out of

: When the smaller picture is the same as the bigger picture you know that you're fucked And you're trading paper cuts for splinters you're out

: When you play pass the parcel with human body parts, somebody might get head but someone will get hurt, And I'll sing what you like, if you shout it

: Trying to find the perfect match between pretentious and pop Some crappy artwork that took way way too long to draw Handwritten tracklisting restarted