Forgive Me Sir, I Didn't Do It On Purpose
Lyrics
Sleep silent, stillborn
Mother made a new storm
It still rains and pours
But heaven won't let her abort
So enjoy your new porn
An old lust in reform
Your conscious attempt to warn
Will be quoted while the stars mourn
Pray, bless the fall
Irrigate, burn it all
Wasted attempts, for betterment
The final breaths of miss Antoinette
Skinwalker, crass and vile
Adding to the burning pile
Maximizing profit to ensure your own survival
Breathe softly, sun child
Father has a big smile
Cracking at the corners of
His mouth to fan the flame of denial
Pray, bless the fall
Irrigate, burn it all
Wasted attempts, for betterment
The final breaths of miss Antoinette
Writer(s): Zakkary Moreno
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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