I've been sentenced to all the things I had to do
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And a naked Image grew out of my hands
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A craftsman without tools, I fashioned these for you
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Voiceless words and sketches of imaginary lands
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Always just we two, the bunter and pursued
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With every step I had you and with every step you flew
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I can see the glow begin to fade
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I can feel there's trouble to be made
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My left leg is numb I can't feel my tongue
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She cheats me, I know it I know it, she cheats me
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Sing for us you little shit
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Show us all your dirty tricks
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For the fever we do long
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Sing that filthy little song
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This the rape, the rape, the rape, this is the
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I realize now that all my tears have dried
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All this pain and heartache was just my foolish pride
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What difference could there be, what significance to me
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If the moon should fall or if the sun should rise
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Always just we two, bloody red and thoughtful blue
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The naked image grew and stood before my eyes
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I'm afraid there's nothing left to say
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I can see you turn and walk away
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My right side is dead
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I can't feel my head
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She cheats me, I know it
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I know it, she cheats me
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Now we have you, this is fun
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From yourself you cannot run
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Sing for us that serenade
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What it's like to be afiaid
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This is the, the rape, the rape, this is the
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I walk around like a zombie or a clown
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My feet are yellow clay
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My head is talking all the time, every minute second of the day
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My knees are weak
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My breath, it reeks
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My face is lined
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I have no time
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My lips are dry
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They're red, my eyes
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My palms are viel
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I can't forget
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She cheats me, know it
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I know it, she cheats me
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This is the, the rape, the rape this is the
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The Rape
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