Twice As Hostile
Like chicken You once with us scratched the earth outside the kitchen
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Like chicken You once with us scratched the earth outside the kitchen
All I know Is that I lie on this bed
My imprecations are hidden inside my eyes, They are covered by the teardrops I constantly liberate,
Every night I cry myself to sleep
Mama, Why do this
The doors bolt open in the dark night, I don't want to do this,
Hey James, Jane called, she said she had lots to tell,