There are no knights in shining armour
There are no gentle men
The fairy
tales they feed you
All fantasies and lies
You lay down on a bed of tears
And send your dreams to hell
You lay down on a bed of tears
And send your dreams to hell
Call me cunt and whore and bitch
Just one more time I swear
And I’ll make you eat your words
till you're as sick of them as me
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