26 April 2012
One, two, kiss a few
Three, four, I'm a whore
Five, six, lots of dicks
Seven, eight, girls hate
Nine, ten, moving on to men
Eleven, twelve, all by my self
Thirteen, fourteen, everyone is so mean
Fifteen, sixteen, Why they gotta be so mean?
Seventeen, eighteen, they're all just evil machines
Nineteen, twenty, the thoughts of ending it there's so many
Twenty one, twenty two, no longer living for you
Twenty three, twenty four,death makes me a bore
Twenty five, twenty six, need my fix
Twenty seven, twenty eight, poison I ate
Twenty nine, thirty, goodbye mommy
1,2,3,4 • Opuss № I