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she spread herself wide open to let the insects in |
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she leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been |
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she has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin |
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seeds from a thousand others drip down from within |
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oh my beautiful liar |
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oh my precious whore |
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my disease my infection |
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I am so impure |
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devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest |
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angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress |
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need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness |
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I now know the depths I reach are limitless |
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oh my beautiful liar |
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oh my precious whore |
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my disease my infection |
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I am so impure |
