| Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
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| And I will destroy your life if you let me
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| Desire is impermanent
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| Created by manipulation
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| And I saw a photograph
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| Of your white skin decomposing
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| And I tasted your tattooed tongue
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| On which was written these words:
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| I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
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| I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
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| I’m not
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| A real person
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| You gave me a reason for lust
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| And I will find a way to access your secrets
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| No surface can deter my evil
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| And pure innocent desires
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| Last night I walked upon a black lake
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| Reflecting city lights
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| Which when carefully read described
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| My true inner feelings
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| I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
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| I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
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| A real person
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| Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
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| Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
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| Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt |