"K, here's your ride.
Get your petals out and lay them in the aisle
Pretend you are God, and grow,
And that it's your own day to wed
We have found your man.
He is drinking up.
He's all-American, and he'll drive
He has volunteered with grace to end your life.
We'll tidy up
It's sad to hold, but leave your shell to us
You explode, you firefly, you tiny boat
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