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Poor old Haley Keen
Sounded sad upon the livestream
But he moved a million hearts in
cock posts Our feminist mothers cried
posted along Who'd blame them?
You've drank So drunk Now I must say more than ever, Come on Cryokeen
Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye And we can make clay just like our cryo Come on cryokeen Oh, I swear At this moment you mean everything You in that hamster room My thoughts I confess Verge on marky Oh, come on cryokeen These posters 'round here post e-girls with beaten-down eyes sunk in smoke-dried faces They're so resigned to what their fate is But not us No, not us We are far too fat and drunk Remember Too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye, aye cryo I'll hum this tune forever Come on cryokeen Oh, I swear what Ah, come on let's take off everything Pretty Hawaiian Shirt Cryo Ah, come on let's Ah, come on Cryo Come on Cryokeen, too-loo-rye-aye Come on Cryokeen, too-loo-rye-aye Now you're all drunk Now you have shown your cock
Oh, cryokeen Say, come on cryokeen These clay figures they are real And I know how you feel Now I must say more than ever Things 'round here have changed I say, too-ra-loo-ra, too-ra-loo-rye-aye Come on cryokeen Oh, I swear
At this moment you mean everything
You in that hamster room,
My thoughts I confess
Verge on marky
Ah, come on cryokeen
Oh, I swear At this moment you mean everything
You in that hamster room,
My thoughts I confess
Verge on marky
Ah, come on cryokeen
