| Every day gets worse
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| Locked in a vice my thoughts perverse
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| You must wonder why I look at you that way (that way)
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| Tonight I’ll make my way into your house
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| I must; |
| I’m lusting for your body
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| Skin looks tight, think I just might have
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| To take a bite, but I know one will turn
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| To three or four or more my little whore
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| Tonight, tonight she’s not alone
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| (Can you taste the wicked in the room?)
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| Bobby soxer, so pure, so young
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| By morning, her soul will be gone, gone
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| I did a beautiful thing
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| Relax baby, that’s a good girl
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| You’re like my work of art
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| I can control, I can contort any
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| Position that I wish
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| I make my fantasy reality
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| Hold still, it will be over soon
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| Tonight, tonight she’s not alone
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| (Can you taste the wicked in the room?)
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| Bobbysoxer, so pure, so young
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| By morning, her soul will be gone, gone, gone, gone
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| I blend with the walls so I won’t be seen
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| My love, you smell so
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| I took one good look
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| I followed you home
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| Tonight, tonight she’s not alone
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| (Can you taste the wicked in the room?)
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| Bobbysoxer, so pure, so young
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| By morning, her soul will be gone! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song ...And We All Have A Hell, artist - From First To Last. Album song Heroine, in the genre Пост-хардкор