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I could corrupt you
In a heart beat
You think your so special
Think your so sweet
What are you trying
Don't even tempt me
Soon you'll be crying
Unwishing you dreamt of be

You'll be calling out my name
When you need someone to blame

I can corrupt you
It would be easy
Watching you suffer
God, it would please me

I wanna touch you with my little finger
I know it will crush you
My memory would linger

You'd be crying out in pain
Begging me to play my games

I can corrupt you
It will be ugly
They could sedate you
But what good would drugs be
But i wanna touch you
With my hands on your hips
It would be too much to
Place my lips on your lips

You'll be calling out my name
Begging me to play my games

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