| Frustration
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| In my lexicon of hate
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| I see you with your portraiture
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| Does he love you?
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| Does he love you too?
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| The brush strokes
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| Kiss your breasts and toes
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| I cry icicles in my stein
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| The heartbeats flutter
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| With an abnormal rhythm
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| The pain shoots through my body
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| A sword between my thighs
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| I wish that I could kill you
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| But I too love your eyes
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| You’re feeling less whore but you stimulate
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| The hatred smolders in your eyes
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| I’d drop to my knees in a second
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| To salivate in your thighs
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| But all I do is fall over
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| I don’t have the strength I once had
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| In you and your prickless lover
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| And his easel in his eyes
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| I feel the pain creep up my leg
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| Blood runs from my nose
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| I puke my guts out at your feet
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| You’re more man than I
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| To be dead to have no feeling
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| To be dry and spermless like a girl
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| I want so much to hurt you
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| I want so much to hurt you
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| I want so much to hurt you
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| Marry me
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| I want you as my wife
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| Spermless like a girl
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| More man than I
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| More man than I
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| Frustration
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| In my lexicon of hate
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| You’re feeling less like a whore but you
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| Stimulate
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| All I do is fall over
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| I don’t have the strength I once had
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| All I do is fall over
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| I don’t have the strength I once had
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| I want you so much to hurt you
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| I want so much to hurt you
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| I want so much to hurt you
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| I want you as a wife
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| Frustration is my lexicon of hate
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| Frustration is my lexicon of hate
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| Fru… fru… frustration, my lexicon of hate
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| I cry icicles
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| Heartbeats flutter
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| Abnormal rhythm
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| I wish that I could kill you
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| But I too love your eyes
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| I want you as my wife
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| I want you as my wife
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| Spermless like a girl
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| Lucky in feeling
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| More man than I
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| Marry me, marry me, marry me
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| I want you as a wife
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| Spermless like a girl
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| Puking my guts at your feet
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| More man than I
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| Fru… fru… fru… frustration
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| Frustration |