lolita she s got the songs of sirens she s got it all painted so humbly over the bathroom wall but the porcelain drips and she breaks up so quick and now i m left with the bastard of the ambassador s lips lolita i love her she s perfect all over built like a bridge made of four leaf clovers throwing winks to a monster that keeps them forever to have in pockets and lockets that will float as she drowns i know that it s almost over but it keeps starting over i know this beautiful belle that rings just for money as the sound moves her body and i hope they treat you well cause there are no words that can save us now lolita on fire i m feeling so old and tired but her eyes are unfrozen filled with admire she sells like liquor as the planet gets thicker it gets so much heavier the closer we stand and i know that music is over but it keeps starting over that s how it goes i know this beautiful belle that rings just for money as the sound moves her body and i hope they treat you well cause there are no words that can save us now so come on come around my new engine of love watch it roll over watch it move the ground lolita they found her with love all around her tied to a vial full of life s cheapest eyeliner
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