Looking glass

I need a big loan…

Didn’t know our…

The spire is hot
And my cells can’t feed
And you still got that Belle dragging your foots, yes
I’m hiding it well Sister Ernestine
But I still got that Belle
Dragging my foots, yes

tumbling down…

caught a lite sneeze
Dreamed a little dream
Made my own pretty hate machine…”

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