Dear Happy Harry Hard on,
"You're the voice crying out in the wilderness, your the voice that
makes my brain burn and make my guts go gooey. Yeah you gut me, my insides spill on your alter and tell the future, my steaming gleaming guts spill out your nature. I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you."
The Eat Me, Beat Me Lady
"You're the voice crying out in the wilderness, your the voice that
makes my brain burn and make my guts go gooey. Yeah you gut me, my insides spill on your alter and tell the future, my steaming gleaming guts spill out your nature. I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you."
The Eat Me, Beat Me Lady
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