Beauty queen kiting dreams up high as her ship sets sail
Only to drown by the weight of her own fairy tale
There's a slow gun in search for someone to fire upon
Once upon a crime, shit hits the big fish in a small pond
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A tragedy where flowers and chocolates resonate
To Sinai where the sixth commandment reverberate
Through cotton fields evil dance without rhyme and reason
A casualty to ponder with each Lenten season
