| Feels like yesterday since she took my lust away
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| Nothing really matters anyway
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| Bloodsucker her name, she’s envy wrapped in a frame
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| Affection’s no guarantee, say hello to her best friend mrs. |
| jealousy
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| She will never ever be the one that i want
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| She will never ever be the one that i adore
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| She will never ever be the one
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| Shame
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| Baptized by jealousy
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| Shame
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| It will always, always be the same
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| Shame
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| Handcuffed by misery
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| Shame
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| It will always, always be the same
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| Her legs are always crossed cuz she’s taught to keep them crossed
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| The new sensation, sexual gratification
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| Let me her the sound of my smite when i land on your thigh
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| No shame on me, it’s up to you
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| Let the redness be my point of view
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| She will never ever be the one that i want
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| She will never ever be the one that i adore
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| She will never ever be the one
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| Shame
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| Baptized by jealousy
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| Shame
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| It will always, always be the same
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| Shame
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| Handcuffed by misery
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| Shame
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| It will always, always be the same |