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Approach and try to live me backwards |
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then without looking behind |
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surviving is somewhat confusing |
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although I never mind |
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if only silence could ever talk |
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how loud will be the voice |
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of this sincerily yours, violently yours |
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without you I am mute |
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without you, raped and nude, |
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no one can touch me like I do |
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If only you could crawl by yourself |
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and release me from all your weight |
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would I still love you to the point of hate? |
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Cherish my guilt and then juggle with it |
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that paper Jesus on your bedroom wall |
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will bleeds us to redeem |
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Without you I am mute |
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without you ,raped and nude, |
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no one can hurt me like you do |
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I want to know how it feels |
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to proceed without sharing it |
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your devil disguise is breaking |
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your face is now so crude |
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conscious blind and deaf and mute |
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it is the only way to be just near of you |
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it is the only way to show myself to you |
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Without you I am mute |
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raped and nude, without you... |