Tunes of Dawn - She’s Hard to Handle | Текст песни

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My darling with a thirst for gore
Nails my balls against the door
And I gasp with honor quaint
Honey, please don't scratch the paint
She likes the anguish in my eyes
She likes to tease me 'till cry
She likes my voice scream in fear
She likes the taste of my tears
She's trying to reduce my breath
Asphyxia, she said will be the cause of your death
So, with a smile, and never did she
She said, shhhhh... no

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