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 Pages and pages and pages of poetry

Cadd I am not doing so well

 Teach me the Bible, the scriptures, disciples

and Cadd baby teach me how to spell

 My mother and father they got for a daughter

I Cadd wish that I could have been more

 They were so proud when I learned how to walk

but since Cadd then I just lay on the floor

 Then I lay

 Rosary's safe and my pillow is hair

I'm Cadd coming to town, I'll call you when I get there

 Nightmare explosions, and gentle corrosions

I Cadd never back down from a dare

 But you wasted the gift that I tried hard to give

and you tCadd hink that it's all so unfair

 but after you spit and you stab and you seethe

do you Cadd really expect me to care?

 Then I lay

Over and under, backwards and blundering

CaddLet me get out of your hair

 Making me hate, I hope that you're wondering

CaddHow will I ever repair?

 But you'll be so sorry when they find my body

RCadd iddled with all your complaint

 And all of your smoke and your mind is a joke

Did it Cadd hurt you so much that you lay?

 Then I lay

I lie down here, x2

I lie with the flies

 and the lilies you despise.