Hey There, Cheryl(song)

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Hey There, Cheryl (Lyrics)

Hey there, Cheryl. What's it like the town of titty? Though my body's miles away its bloated, gross, and looking shitty Cause it's dead I've got a new torso and head My blood's still red

Hey there, Cheryl. Don't you worry about the melons though their camp has been destroyed use it's destruction as propellant In these caves Sheppard the lost and the depraved shit choice of grave

Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Don't be afraid of me

Hey there, Cheryl. Writing songs is kinda hard But just believe me girl if I rerolled I would choose to be a bard I'd write the songs Thokas's horse would sing along My bodies wrong

Hey there, Cheryl. I know I may be looking fearsome But if my love were made of gold pieces This song could buy a kingdom just for you Our baby gnoll would be there to Everything brand new

Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me

The distance between us ain't short but they got ships and teleports I'd project to you if I had no other way

Our enemies would attack us And we'd just laugh at them because We'd get to their faces as their flayed

Cheryl I can promise you That by the time I am through The ones threatening our world will pay I'll find a way

Hey there Cheryl you know you don't have to kiss me my face is slick and sick and dead and both my eyes are getting misty Over you Any heart I had would ache for you I'll do whatever I have to These owlbear arms belong with you...around you

Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me Oh don't be afraid of me


I don't know how the end the song when it goes on so very long. I'm trying to figure out what to say, but I don't know I'm not good at this And now I'm sitting alone in my room and nobodies home. (At this point I am not writing the rest as it rambles and talks about hitting his D into the table and going to the doctor and being called an idiot and wondering why he is still doing the song.)