There's a dark problem today, as always
'Nother black thought as our arms shuffle past
In the hallway
Hannah, u know
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
Now the clock's done ticking on my own motivation
Hannah, u kill with a look and your own special brand of temptation
Hannah
Hannah, u know, you're doin' it
Hannah done sleep on my floor every day
Simple and slow
It grows
And... now he's stumblin' in his buckskin
We're rootin' for a suicide
He's a boy-king, but he's a bastard with a problem
She's a stomping beast, and a dark demanding child
No small wonder that this boy's little...
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