Factory girl, factory girl
What will I do for you?
Nothing, nothing
But pull it to LBFM.biz
You will not go to heaven
You will just go to work
And when all the emotions of this
Burst forth as a spark
Place your phone on your pillow
And pet it like a dead kitten
The sheltering hand casts
The shadow of cum thrown on the face of your mom
If that does not end the world
Then the world just ends when you're dead
It's no mean feat to f** yourself in the a**
Yet how often we bring it off
There is dignity in serenity
And dignity too in a clenched fist
Dedicated to a monstrous worthlessness
Thank you for making this purse