I stole Cupid’s bow and arrow

And ran into the woods

Like your regular unstable crazy person

Thought I’d point straight up into the sky

Shoot and strike one of those angels

That make all your problems go away

But instead I hit a mirror in the skyes

Turns out that some of the angels

Are pretty little vain creatures themselves

They got pissed off and sent it back my way

The speed of light would be an understatement

It got me straight into the neurocranium

I dropped dead instantly but so

In love with myself.

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