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Are you planning your escape?
Are you crumbling for the evening
When Im asleep and youre awake?
I swear to god Id take it to the grave
But are you planning your escape?
Shes a wonderful actress
Wholl be counting your mistakes?
Wholl be holding back your pigtailed hair
While youre throwing up your birthday cake?
Heres your make up shut your face
Youll be easily replaced
So was it much to ask for?
A bread crumb and backhand
And it wasnt much we needed
We got a casket in quicksand
But now youre gonna get it
My buttercup, slow down
Cause your doctors and lawyers
Cant save your as* now