Stella
pop song in b
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The mute button is always on
No words, no thoughts that change the song
Kill your parents
Worship their money
Yeah Whatever man
It would be comforting to see
The population hit (carrying) capacity
Itâs so easy to fall in love
With any idea with pretty words
Strychnine chocolate for all the leaders
I have no problem introducing the phage
Itâs getting colder
I want it colder
I want to freeze all
The local insects
Locusts swarm Ohio
Like a Biblical Plague
Invasive species come and kill off the grass
W/nutrients gone nothing ever grows
Iâve finally seen how Bickle is worshiped as a hero