"Her heart throb heart throbs 340 beats a minute.
Those slit throat confessions licked by randy flames of persuasion,
the shaving of bone, the lingering taste of singed enamel.
The negatives, Jennifer.
Such uncompromising positions
I said, "You don't need a doctor honey, you need a mortician baby."
Because I don't want your money,
I don't want your favors.
This ain't no blackmail
this is for amusement.
Don't shady pasts make interesting broadcasts?
And human error is never an acceptable answer, Jennifer."
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Before you remember, Oh yeah, before you give in,
just remember we're coming back for your children.