Gaoler's Daughter

Demonic, Rose West psychotic got the number of the beast sewn into her fleece. She's the kind of girl, you leave at home, to find the curtains on fire, fish in the tumble dryer. She said they needed a wash, like she's needed a doctor all her life. Sh

You said you'd hate to see me drown in the river. I've got news for you sister, I don't want to either. You said the size of the buildings will dwarf me, and the shadows with cloak me, and the fumes will choke me. You said I never even tried one time