I hope you see what you’ve done to me.
—Matthew Little
I could burn this place downAs many times as I’d like in my mind,Without any sympathy For the girl or her motherWho live beneath me
I’m going to Hell in a basketWeaved in from my sinsLike wickerWith little Wiccan tiesAs if I’m a witchAccused
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