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To the boy shadowing my orthodontist
Smile freckle boy, smile
with your fresh leather belt
Did they buckle your teeth down
as they have mine a time or two?
I see through the blinding blue,
your eyes crave teeth for torture
I hear your song of metal pain
for kids much younger than me
and for me too. Your gory dream
we are strapped down to
How many kids will you
bond?
with your fresh leather belt
Did they buckle your teeth down
as they have mine a time or two?
I see through the blinding blue,
your eyes crave teeth for torture
I hear your song of metal pain
for kids much younger than me
and for me too. Your gory dream
we are strapped down to
How many kids will you
bond?
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