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Caught you looking at my reflection |
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This is not the way we procreate |
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Give me something else than affection |
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Swollen suffering fantasy of hate |
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You're a pretty face, you should like me |
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I want to get used by you |
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Cause I'm full of hate, just excite me |
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I want to get bruised by you |
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The murder that marks you everyday |
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The stain in your soul won't wash away |
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We spit on the cross just like we're trained |
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We scowl and screw away the pain |
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(But I'm up for it if you are handsome |
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Let's keep that morning star burning) |
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You're a party boy, you should like me |
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I want to get used by you |
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Cause I'm unemployed, just to spite me |
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I want to get bruised by you |
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When you burn in hell they remind you |
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Of all the things you've screwed up in your life |
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I'll be one of them, if you're inclined to |
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Turn away from the ever glowing light |
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[Sung under the chorus]: |
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All I want is to see through you |
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If only you were alive I could trust you |
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But now alone in your bed we'll prove |
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You do not have to love to be in pain, boo |
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You should lie with me |
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The truth is, you should lie with me |
