I wonder which you are ?
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I saw you
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a masochists guilt a masochists guilt.
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But this guilty life for (now) will have to do
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the nature of doubt, the nature of doubt.
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Gimme your warm skin now wrap it around
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You will get it back when your corpse is found.
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Being cut-off by chants among the darkest skies
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cattle trace in the blood, cattle trace in the blood.
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I am caught by (the) lunacy a fever finds
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reacts in the mud, reacts in the mud.
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Gimme your warm skin now wrap it around
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You will get it back when your corpse is found.
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It was out in the rain.
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It was out in the game.
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Can you remember her name ?
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Follow the way, her love will find a will.
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Follow the way, her love will find a will.
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Follow the way, her love will find a will.
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Follow the way, follow my way...AH!
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We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow.
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We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow.
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We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow.
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We are the sex, the sex of tomorrow.
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Tomorrow, tomorrow...
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Torn Skin
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