Don't talk about things you don't understand, little girl
Thats why you don't pity me with how I'm your world.
When you dont know the latter or the former
From the masqueraders at a formal.
Mask away that you're a mortal
But I know your weakness and I embrace it with chortles.
Keep thinking you're cutesy
And I'll take tootsie out for granted,
Leave her at her peak while she tumbles down trying to understand it.
Crusade her mind entering through scab portals
That I pick like a kid choosing his candy.
If you can't stand me then brand me as the devil,
But inside you dig me more than Silkroad-seekers with a shovel.
I hate to burst it like bubbles or spill it like beans
But I'm a lot more trouble when I'm angry and mean.
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