| Indulged in suicide, taste those tears of sadness
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| Haunted by your sexual beliefs against all pleasure, leaves me suffering
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| I’m in sheer
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| If I hang to long it will shake me
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| I’m in sheer
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| Leaves me one step closer — one step closer
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| I’m in sheer
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| And it gets me off — it gets me off
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| I’m in sheer
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| And it snakes me like a heart attack!
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| I watch you through my window
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| Suddenly, we can see the death of me Listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise you’d wonder if it’s suicide
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| Would you listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise, you’d wonder
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| Cause it’s one step closer to a heart attack!
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| Listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise you’d wonder if it’s suicide
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| Would you listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise, you’d wonder
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| Cause it’s one step closer to a heart attack!
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| Indulged in sex and suicide
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| I sensitize my sheer erotica
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| I sensitize my sheer erotica
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| Listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise you’d wonder if it’s suicide
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| Would you listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise, you’d wonder
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| Cause it’s one step closer
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| Listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise you’d wonder if it’s suicide
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| Would you listen, would it matter if I fed my own demise, you’d wonder
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| Cause it’s one step closer
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| I’m in sheer — erotica
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| I’m in sheer — erotica, erotica |