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Screaming Females
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Little Anne
I sense your friends across the room Leaning, tall, and deathly ill An animal inside the walls Born in the bathroom stalls
It's little anne
When you were young you dare not speak And leisure moved from week to week You'd want me to
I feel and stop and folding now It will be over And with eight snakes the earth will drown It will be over With little anne
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