one of the conductors miscounted the beats we made sure he counted the number of whips on his back

one of the conductors miscounted the beats we made sure he counted the number of whips on his back - one of the conductors miscounted the beats we made sure he counted the number of whips on his back  PTSD Clarinet Boy

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They didnt stop pulling my hair I didnt stop pulling the trigger

They didnt stop pulling my hair I didnt stop pulling the trigger

They didn't listen to my clarinet recital... I didn't listen to their cries for mercy.

They didn't listen to my clarinet recital...
 
 I didn't listen to their cries for mercy.

they dumped my notebooks in the toilet I dumped their bodies in the hudson

they dumped my notebooks in the toilet I dumped their bodies in the hudson

They wouldn't stop pulling my hair I wouldn't stop pulling the trigger

They wouldn't stop pulling my hair I wouldn't stop pulling the trigger

The teacher complained there was no heart in my music So I took hers

The teacher complained there was no heart in my music So I took hers

they pinched my cheeks I pinched their air supply

they pinched my cheeks I pinched their air supply

They took my laundry I took their lives

They took my laundry I took their lives

they shoved me in my locker i told on them and they got detention

they shoved me in my locker i told on them and they got detention

They laughed and stuffed me into my locker i laughed and stuffed them into my freezer

They laughed and stuffed me into my locker  i laughed and stuffed them into my freezer

They farmed my creeps I farmed their corpses

They farmed my creeps I farmed their corpses
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