I read it in the LA Times
There's pressure building up on the big fault line
It made me think about your face
and how it'd look if there was an 8.8
I clasp my hands together
and I pray while I watch the weather
For an earthquake
Nothing would thrill me more
Than to see your bones crushed on the floor and
I hope there's an earthquake
Nothing could say goodbye
Now I can't sleep unless you die girl
I hope there's an earthquake
and the roof falls on your head
I'd like to hit you with my shoe
and laugh about all the damage I could do
Like swing a bat and break your knees
Inject you with a terminal disease
but what could kill you faster
Than a natural disaster
Like an earthquake?

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