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Dear future Gaslighter, much esteemed It seems your estimation underestimated me So if you and your concubine could combine your assets We could throw an injunction on your injustice Because you got me pegged as the wrong kind of Rosewater I'm good to beggars but I'm not the farmer's daughter So, watch your appendages or you might need some bandages You need man's laughter for manslaughter Dear future Gaslighter, trash basket It must be awful convenient to be able to build your own caskеt All is on the table, we'rе taking back the welcome mat We want our income back You got me pegged as the wrong kind of rosewater I'm good to beggars but I'm not the farmer's daughter So, watch your appendages or you might need some bandages You need man's laughter for manslaughter Dear future Gaslighter, so mature You don't even know what a good thing's worth You don't know how to make it hurt But you sure as hell make stupid look like work And you got me pegged as the wrong kind of rosewater Well, you're like a beggar but I'm not the farmer's daughter So, watch your appendages or you might need some bandages And I don't need laughter, just manslaughter Go on this way, I dare you to Go on this way for the rest of your days May there be so many days like this