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Playtime Injuries

from Hush by Happy in Hemet

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The beauty, the mother, the been there cunt.
Brings about smiles on the hunt for such a slut.
an angel, a girl scout, bothers rabbit in a bin.
A sinner, a sin. blanket tucked by kin.
Spirit's far from kindred, Pappy smiles hung above.
Forcing ones below on this belief that what was made was love.
Unfinished eyes of love
pissing down on what's above.
Yes, always right..... No matter what.

The way she looks at the dog.
such as eyed her progeny.
some bats and winks to her brother.
after she eats out her mother.

Inside,
we find
this gooey girl.
A False gods lies to sheathe this fucking girl.
Inside!
partially he...
and therefore,
Happy.

I'll ride along, i'll be her dog. I'll be her son. of some kinds there's one.

engendered.
endangered.

A mother fucker..... A brother fucker.... An angel nicknamed stupid cunt...

I'll ride along, i'll be her dog. I'll be her son. of some kinds there's one.

Truths of yesterday but that day is gone.
desires six feet under 'cause she sang my fucking song.

a web puts down a goddess
adverse glares sweep the closet.
Blood pools just past the wrist
into a loosely shaken fist
a kinderwhore
finds bliss
as an angel calls it quits.

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from Hush, released August 29, 2015

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Happy in Hemet Hemet, California

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Guava: Drums
Javin: Guitar
Pappy: Bass/Vocals

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