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I wish I had a Sylvia Plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week
I wish I had a Sylvia Plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week The kind that
I wish I had a Sylvia Plath Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week The kind that
the hardest Thoughts are the ones Worth fighting for All thats left is a woman Who looks like me I'm not sat under Sylva Plath's fig tree I'm just being me
Virginia Woolf Filled her pockets with stones Virginia Woolf walked to the river alone She was alright sylvia Plath She laid down on the floor sylvia
Sylvia Plath te espera/ en la casa del árbol/ con el tiempo de su lado Sylvia Plath te espera/ en la casa del árbol/ una tarde de verano no mires
nothing much" Time after time I thought I saw the things like Sylvia Plath And it's sad, feelings will soon expire Ah, how I'm supposed to smile I feel
Robert Lowell And Sylvia Plath We walk together Down the primrose path Side by side And each by each You watch yourself Until you're out
fucking nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Writing in blood on my walls 'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that
fucking nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Writing in blood on my walls 'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that
nightgown 24/7 Sylvia Plath Writing in blood on the walls 'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not But
I'm just a distraction Steady gaining traction Sylvia Plath in Saint Laurent, I'm bout that action Laying on your chest, I feel no heartbeat (beat)
A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer I spat out Plath and Pinter I am all the things that you
A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer I spat out Plath and Pinter I am all the things that you
don't cook no food keep the work in the oven Sylvia Plath, put my head in the oven I don't cook no food keep the work in the oven Sylvia Plath, put my
He’s got a short sleeve button down He says baby don’t you frown If you’re looking for an ally well don’t look too far I’ve read Sylvia Plath’s "The
Never fall in love again! Never fall in love again! Dark melodies from her poetry Sylvia Plath's suicide scene Representing our very generation "So
reading Dr. Joyce Brothers, reading Where the Wild Things Are and some of Plath's Bell Jar Reading Daddy's tax forms to see if it would be born on Christmas
pulsing by his own blade I'm the prince, having to keep queen smile The yard of birds screams, gasp for air Seated for the final show That Sylvia Plath has
Oh, I'll be the summer clothes She wears on the beach lying out on a sheet reading Sylvia Plath And oh, I never thought it'd be so cold Buried in
at night And if you trap me in a house I'll be your Sylvia Plath but An apartment might be alright I don't know how this deal's gonna go Sometimes it's so
Stay on your path Sylvia Plath Don't fall away like all the others Don't take all your secrets alone to your watery grave about Lovers
The Minneapolis Edition, well it goes like this Well I talk way too fast And I shoot from a glass I keep Pope in the glovebox, Plath on the dash And there's
Sylvia Plath Love is over romanticized It's the red stuff in your eyes It's every tear she cries It is suicide And no one would ever know How inside she
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