| Our skin is a thin restricter
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| So we had it all
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| Sad is true and I do surrender
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| And when you touch me I am able
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| And when you do I suck the time we had
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| Come let us bleed evasion
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| Be mine needle, be my syringe
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| Let this touch flow through me veins
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| And do not hold back
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| I will give you my life
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| For that kiss
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| And when you touch me I am able
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| And when you do I suck the time we had
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| Come let us bleed evasion
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| Be mine needle, be my syringe
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| My syringe
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| Is filled with myself
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| And when you touch me I am able
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| And when you do I suck the time we had
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| Come let us bleed evasion
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| Be mine needle, be my syringe
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| Our skin is a thin restricter
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| So we had it all |