| Took my lover to the sea
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| Drowned him precious bride to be
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| Bleeding heaven from the start
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| Woe is rapture ripped apart
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| Hey you’re honest, aren’t you?
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| Show me rapture torn apart
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| Everybody’s riddled with disease
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| But I bet you say, «not me»
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| So honest, aren’t you?
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| You’re so honest, aren’t you so?
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| My, aren’t you
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| Surely finest of the brigade?
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| My, aren’t you
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| Always right a portrait of dignity?
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| My, aren’t you
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| Innocent and never suspectable
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| My, aren’t you
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| Wait
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| You smell like shit, not the truth
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| Full of device, not devotion
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| Conscience came right up to you
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| And then you threw it back
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| You are the scum of the earth
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| You are the scum of the ocean
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| To you it’s above as below
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| You smear your filth across the world
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| You smear your filth across the world
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| You smear your filth across the world
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| You smear your filth across the world |