| In sickness, assault, on a tile floor
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| Bear witness of another baby born
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| In the simple places that are hid beneath your clothes
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| Calm touching
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| Calm touching brings results
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| Well dont we all exist yet die alone
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| Dont we all exalt
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| Dont we all… Dont we die alone
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| Soon as the plot unfolds
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| Your dress and my eyes all up your clothes
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| A sure way, to start a war
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| In passion, running up your thighs
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| My eyes, my-my, love what’s in store for tonight
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| With no feeling, no not a single sign of life
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| I, I know, well I know better
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| In the simple places that are hid beneath your clothes
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| In the simple places
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| Well dont we all exist yet die alone
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| Dont we all exalt
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| Well dont we all exist yet die alone
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| Dont we all… Dont we die alone
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| So mirror your denial love
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| Mirror your denial it’s love, now it’s lust (Don't we all)
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| Don’t we all we die alone (Repeat until end) |