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[ar:jewel] |
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[ti:His Pleasure Is My Pain] |
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A man stands in the doorway like a small child |
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Angry fists |
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She lies on her bed her head buried in her pillow |
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And she stares at the moon |
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He speaks to her all the words shes heard too many times before |
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And pretty soon she just let's his voice fade away |
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And she thinks... |
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This was a gradual steel frost |
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That started with cold feet |
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And ended with numb hearts |
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This was once satisfying sex but now no longer is |
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It was once filled with the possibilities of new china or old stone |
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But now it's exagerated and waterlogged no longer what these |
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Hands had |
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Intended and still i cry in my sleep |
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He always said i was too sensitive, |
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But i say |
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At least i never meant to make him cry. |
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At least i never meant to make him hurt that way |
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Nooo i never meant to make him cry |
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Never meant to make him hurt that way |
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Yes it's true, i'm too senstive |
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But he takes pleasure in my pain. |
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Yes it's true, i'm too senstive |
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But he takes pleasure in my pain. |
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And the unheard hours they fly by |
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She goes to the window |
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She puts on a nightgown and brushes her hair |
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He's already asleep |
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By the time she |
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Goes and lays herself back down. |
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She thinks |
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My god, what am i doing hear? |
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My bones have grown tired of his hunger, of his gray eyes, |
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And i feel if i were to stay one more night here i'd die or explode |
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Or worse yet just fade away. |
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There have been days so dark that i felt like august |
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And that i soon too would turn to fall. |
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He always said i was too sensitive that if i cared so much |
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The world could kill me that way. |
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I wonder if he's only half alive or if he's simply always been this |
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Inarticulate, |
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Cause i say |
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at least I never meant to make him hurt that way |
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no, I never meant to make him cry |
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I never meant to make him hurt that way |
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yes it's true, I'm too sensitive but |
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he takes pleasure in my pain |
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yes it's true, I'm too sensitive but |
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he takes pleasure in my pain |
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she gets out of bed and looks at her feet as though they were the wings for her freedom |
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she gets up and goes to the drawer |
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it's a moment in which anything can happen |
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instead she gets out some clothing, puts them in a bag |
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and leaves him sleeping while she heads for the door |