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Little Black Box

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Little Black Box Where You lie Sleeping Little Black Box Your Secrets Keeping You'll Never Talk In That Little Black Box UnMarked Grave Where You Are Wasting UnMarked Grave In Soil Basting Just another Knave In An Unmarked Grave Everybody there is wearing black No one standing there wants you back people walk away you hear them talk As someone throws dirt upon the box Dirty little womb Buried under the stone Dirty little womb Lying there alone never be exhumed From a dirty little womb

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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