Sylvia (The Beekeeper)
The Envy Corps
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Oh Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Soaked in the bathtub while I was pushing drugs with my dad
Oh Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Died with the lights off, I heard that doesn't hurt as much
We loved her like a good book (2x)
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Oh Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Told lies in sweet pairs and brushed fire into her hair
Oh Sylvia, Sylvia Plath
Lay in her soft bed as soothing sleep touched her forehead