Mirror Mirror, on the wallIm

Mirror Mirror, on the wall

Im the fattest of them all

the toilet saids keep on coming

my brain saids keep on running

i wish lax was just a sport

man this should just go court

her UGW is deadly 

but it's worth it mentally 

beauty isn't real 

she hasn't had a meal

broken in tears

she drinks another beer

that turns to four

i think she's going to do it

she can't handle it anymore 

but no she sits next to her throne

ans just moans 

it's a hard life 

so her bestfriend is a knife

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L'aqua Marine

Interesing

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