Manipulation

A girl with a guitar plays false to a star

Number of stars on Hollywood boulevard

Days sleeping, dreaming of reading

The unicorn killed the first born sleeping

Hollow cries to all lullabies

On a crashing plane the pilot flies

Ugly kid, with makeup he’s great

Good for a cent, a hooker’s fate

Hell on a distant star

Where the end is so very far…

09/08/2003

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