I'm a talking, walking stick blow me over in the wind I want to be paper thin I want to fart through silk head in the toilet bowl two fingers down my throat vomit dripping off of my lips stop trying to make me thick kate moss is my role model one high priced bag of bones tell me is she chic or just a glamorous freak face down in the toilet bowl two fingers stuck down my slimey throat I am a stick I am a walking, talking stick
Writer(s): Brent Jonathon Belke, Ken Steven Chinn, David Anthony Rees, Robert Arthur Johnson, Marc Steven Belke
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