| Come on loyal woman, I gotta hear that wild ox moan.
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| Come on loyal woman, I gotta hear that wild ox moan.
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| I think heard that wild ox moan.
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| I think heard that wild ox moan.
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| Come on loyal woman, I think that I can hear that wild ox moan.
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| I think that I can hear your heart beating,
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| But can you handle the depths to which I will sink to satisfy myself,
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| And stomach my needs.
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| Does your loyalty shake at my secret deeds as I do?
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| Would you judge me before I have finished my own story?
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| You’ve seen me, you don’t look away.
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| Can I trust you?
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| For several years I woke in sweat that I murdered that boy under the north wall.
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| The weight on my heart was so heavy it would heave and vomit often.
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| Of the devil’s family now; |
| as the fantasies of a justified kill
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| In Topeka made me just as weak and ill.
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| And to you men who fail in their hate, I am your voice.
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| Come on loyal woman, I think I that I can hear that wild ox moan. |