Getting trolled by inanimate klaxons
They'll leave me alone though TV is faster
The children are shown the incest husk, no one wants you to remove the mask
What's the point?
Dowager jinx of ratfather no other grey stranger stinking under her burka
Bleeding captions like a Noël Coward
Crowd fumed with thunderous stepmother said it's not sad, this is fun
Starved myself for a polygraph, failed so badly we both fell to laughing and you know it
And you know it, and you know it
It's not bad it's not sad it's fun
It's not bad it's not sad it's fun
I guess we can surprise ourselves when we stop acting way too tough
I guess we can surprise ourselves when we stop acting way too tough
I guess we can still surprise ourselves when we stop acting so tough
