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if it stayed i'd never leave it
if that turned around
i'd grieve
the special dirty things
that we used to talk about

i mean that
loving you is strange
and adored by me throughout,
oh no its you again

someday soon you'll find that someone
waiting for the chance to beat you
drooling on the set to feel you,
blessing you with every kiss

chorus:
tying yourself to me
stitch up my emptiness
'cause you're the death of me
so precious; loving the thrill

such the patient one who needs me
the spoiled one who wins
so shocking where's your sense
don't you know
i hate you so
unsatisfied, you little girl

chorus x2

rolling dice
and seeming queer
bastard love
a sick affair
let's see what new disease you'll fetch,
i mean that fucking you is strange
and adored by me throughout
oh it's you again
blessing you with every kiss

so precious you know
this hate of mine exploded
i'm so deranged you know
i will never be the same

chorus

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