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Lust (DONT RATE IF EASILY OFFENDED OR A TRADITIONALIST) |
| It’s sweet Nothings that’s what you hear clouded by mist that’s in our ear He walks with head up and high shoulders strung piercing his right who are you? then again you’ve seen this scatty stride We’ve seen it come You’ve seen it go but we have both ignored We’re foolish enough to doubt us both But all in all who can blame who I’m here AND you are there We’ve feed you with our lies So spread your legs so we can hear you cry |