| I am not here now
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| Bow down to her, bow at her feet
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| You must keep still, you are her seat
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| So young and fresh, so young and sweet
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| She will have you
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| Little noises of contentment and pleasure
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| They are not ill they are just
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| Screaming, screaming, screaming, screaming
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| Little sounds of happiness when together
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| They are not there, they are just
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| Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming
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| I am not here now
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| Here is some skin, some skin to feel
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| Down on your back, under her heel
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| Here is his sweat, something to steal
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| She will kill you
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| I am not here now
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| If you’re not dead, please raise your hand
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| If you have legs, please try to stand
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| It you’re a star, try not to fall
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| I won’t catch you
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| I am not here now
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| Here is some skin, some skin to feel
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| Down on your back, under her heel
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| Here is his sweat, something to steal
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| She will kill you |