| It took so long to remember just what happened
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| I was so young and vestal then,
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| you know it hurt me,
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| but I’m breathing so I guess I’m still alive
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| even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
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| I’ve got my hands bound,
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| my head down, my eyes closed,
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| and my throat wide open.
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| do unto others what has been done to you
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| I’m treading water,
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| I need to sleep a while.
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| my lamb and martyre, you look so precious.
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| won’t you come a bit closer,
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| close enough so I can smell you.
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| I need you to feel this, I can’t stand to burn too long.
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| Released in this sodomy.
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| For one sweet moment I am whole.
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| Do unto others what has been done to me.
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| You’re breathing so I guess you’re still alive
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| even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.
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| Won’t you come just a bit closer,
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| close enough so I can smell you.
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| I need you to feel this. |
| I need this to make me whole.
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| there’s release in this sodomy.
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| For I am your witness that blood and flesh can be trusted
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| and only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind
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| got your hands bound, your head down,
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| your eyes closed.
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| you look so precious now.
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| I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this
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| shit blood and cum on my hands.
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| I’ve come round full circle.
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| my lamb and martyre, this will be over soon.
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| You look so precious |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Prison Sex , by - Gothacoustic Ensemble. Song from the album A Gothic Acoustic Tribute To Tool, in the genre Иностранный рок