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Hey girl you see us in perfect harmony making all kinds of comedy but when everyone disappers that's when we really apper you will never see mom smoking a blunt you will never see dad beating my gut no one ever seen it nobody ever means it realize what you did is very explicit places everyone places put your mask back on and let's make those great faces everyone thinks that were perfect don't let them look through the curtain pictures everyone pictures let's see those pearly white teeth don't let them believe we are saint's creaters everyone thinks that were perfect don't let them look through the curtain hey girl look at my dress it's a hot mess who really looks like this playing pretend is so overrated honestly I'm kind of done with all this but no one ever seen it no one ever means it so don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen or else I'll get bruises all over places everyone places making them think we are doll vases pictures everyone pictures make sure your dishonest in your picture or else you will get it right in the kisser no one will ever see it no one will ever means it let them see what's down it the kitchen Hey Girl
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