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Why are the children doing what they're doing? Why does a child reach up and kill his mom and dad and murder his two little sisters and then cut his throat?

I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
At least he looks that way
Then again, don't we all?

What I make is what I am
I can't be forever

Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?

I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead

Poor little monkey
"Make you, break you, make you, break you"
"Make you, break you, make you, look out"

What I make is what I am
I can't live forever

We are our own wicked gods
With little "g's" and big dicks

Sadistic, constantly inflicting a slow demise

I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead

Raise up children, kill your moms and dads?

I had a little monkey, I sent him to the country
My monkey, my monkey
My monkey, my monkey
My monkey, what the fuck, yeah

Where nothing is real but the medication and the and then they cut their wrists and write "I love you God" all over the walls and hang themselves on the ventilators

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