kill the boys
kill the girls
let the old suffer delusions
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Whether strong, whether sway
Whether irritating, whether couraging
Stormy nights or flash of breeze
Wind goes wherever blows
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There’s a part of my heart opened
What will come after like
Till that thing can’t be hidden anymore
After liking someone, we will like him more
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There is girl name is Sugar
Her heart is sweet like a candy
And all the bees want her honey
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Babies on demand
First they cry out
When ignored they cry louder
When still ignored they start kicking and breaking
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