123 - Brag

See the stars paint a quilt

When clouds began to wilt

Staring beneath my guilt

Sins covered under silt

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Played the role to the hilt

Behold, cradle of filth

From scratch my bare hands built

Made a shitload of gilt

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Told with a bragging lilt

Of lovers I had jilt

They hold on to my kilt

Feels like walking on stilt