Wreath (Vice/Hare/Francis/Taylor
Use me once then I�m done
Invasion in our misery
After lunch we have patience
Starve without your mystery

I love you for no reason at all
I do not know how forwards to go
A blanket, security to a child
Speak out loud so they can hear you
Second only to he who come number one

What is wrong with her?
What is wrong with her?
What do I think of this?

This is not one thousand times
If the evil doesn�t melt
Bicycle into the valley
All of a sudden the end is here

Waste, waste them all
Wreath, wreath will fall
Find, find the mold
Speak, speak the shit
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