Sitting on a park bench
eyeing little girls
with bad intent
Snot running down his nose
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run.
Feeling like a dead duck
spitting out pieces of his broken luck
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Imagine there's no heaven
Even if you try
No Hell below us
Above us only sky
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She was just 17
If you know what I mean
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Yeah's thats all I got.
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