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Jesus also wants to get in my pants and
Jesus also knows how to steal my band
Jesus never felt how it feels to be me
Jesus will never know how to drown my fears

Don't touch my lips, don't burn my eyes
Don't slit my nerves, don't bless my lies
Don't love my legs, don't kiss my nails
Don't give your soul...

Jesus doesn't want me
Breath
Smell of rotten heart

Jesus, he's the only one who knows how to
Love me and he knows how it makes me sick
Jesus also know how to fuck me but
You will never know, Jesus says it's your luck

Don't touch my lips, don't burn my eyes
Don't slit my nerves, don't bless my lies
Don't love my legs, don't kiss my nails
Don't give your soul...

Jesus doesn't want me
Breath
Smell of rotten heart

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