Straightjacket, Poetry in Motion
It was like canvas tearing, and now I'm in your bloodstream, can you feel me smile?
Papa hits Mama. Daddy doesn't care. Sing it with me. They all hate me, come on, sing it.
Can you feel me yet?
Papa hits Mama. Daddy doesn't care. Sing it with me. They all hate me, come on, sing it.
Can you feel me yet?
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Chapter One: To Prelude
It's like a canvas ripping. The seams coming apart, one by one by one. Watch it tear, watch it burn. You like that, don't you? The beauty of destruction. Come then, watch the show. Watch them crumble. It'll be fun. -
Chapter Two: To Collide
What's worse: A wife beater, or a Mama beater?