All American Angel
The world’s spinning a halo, round and round my head.
It is made of dispassion, woven with a sense of dread
I’m the all American angel, a go lucky teen
My kingdom consists of the internet, where I reign supreme
My misfortunes consists of horrible, life threatening things
Like a computer virus, and such lagging that it stings
My eyes are like glass, they reflect the world’s woes
My heart is jaded, lined with thorns like a rose
My ears are filtered, they hear only what they wish
Other worldly troubles just go by with a swish
My soul is currently disconnected, please try again
But using it would just mess up my good vibes zen
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