something infests me when I'm alone
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it's lunacy
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I want to vomit, spit out my life
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so queer is seems
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retract your reverence and slander me
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I'm the traitor of mine
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a close-up picture of my lost chastity
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there's nothing left of me anymore
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and no rain can wash away those bloody tears
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as sweet sounds of destruction reach my ears
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red lips like roses call my name
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but laughter is all the woman of now hears
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in gloom I wander, it batters me
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though I subsist of it
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the smell of incense arouses me
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abeyance maddens me
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a ginger sunset is my caress
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as I expire
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as music's fading I fade within
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there's nothing left of me anymore
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and no rain can wash away those bloody tears
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as sweet sounds of destruction reach my ears
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red lips like roses call my name
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but laughter is all the woman of now hears
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Ginger
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| Xandria |
