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Otep - Tortured lyrics
and eye was like 13 and it was a Sunday morning eye think and eye think both my parents were still asleep eye remember eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day [don't stop] [don't stop] and eye turned over and there he was [my beloved] [my beloved] holding a pillow he smelled of sweat & regret and he said .... shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh |
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