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Gatsby S American Dream

Baby don't play with that rattle Baby does what she knows how to do Feel that nectar, feel good Hey little baby venom veins, you've got venom in your

giant elf from the land of old It is I who seek the purest of souls It is I who challenge Thee ti a duel Those who's lives are part of you Ha Ha Ha

it's a broken house bloody handprints on the wall ghosts out in the hall that's where mamma lives i still hear her calling out my name singing im

You've seen this kid before; he sits fists clenched. When he looks up, (when he looks up) he sees tigers. when he looks inwards, he sees disgust, disgust

sails will hang on broken masts And their tackle will be rendered useless, rendered useless Sometimes it takes the mind of a child to overcome If it's

Landed in this place Tried to make this island more like home But there are some things better left behind We came here on a plane Just a bunch of little

are all that's left Their chests were hollowed out But some people never know Too caught up in the beautiful But their heart's a volcano

I think I've read this book before, hardbound shiny cover, pretty colors, but an ending that's sure to disappoint. It's not what you'd expect when you

We're not what you think we are We make product and place it in stores But we're just selling our songs See you in hell! We'll pick you up by your