More is more, affluent architecture
and family tactics, as much about the dads
in the room. Stepmom hates your makeup, baby doll dress
Find some, no-college boy. Lick lips, wolf.
Some rave, when rave's were it. Cult-of-90s Supreme.
Faulty logic, running out on police estate.
We feel blonde, we feel virginal,
poolside people love, but rollercoasters are for
finger fucking--I'll give you the home-code.
Pull up to high school, super cool, but
things turn fast. Nice kid dies in woods.
Goodbye, Mr Wilson, archiving bruises like self-tattoo.
Come to our house (warning), big bad. We let you in too much ago.
Father and Son play heroes, all bonded under tradition. Adopt-a-damaged-friend.
Who's the Boss?
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