Casey Renee Kiser - Drop Dead

I shoplifted from your height
and got me some
window ledge religion.

Since then,
I have tried to drop dead.

Since then,
I've been hanging out
under chandeliers.

If I ever get my hands
on your manufactured faith,
I'm gonna hold it
over the highest staircase.

I'm gonna make you squirm,
make you beg,
make you confess,
make YOU drop dead.

Casey Renee Kiser

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