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With white lace, both hands tied, period dress,
im that thorn in your side, but i once was a rose,
then you took me to the p*wnshop.
With make up, your face is masked, you took
it all execpt the clothing on my back.
All our honesty is forked in different ways,
and all i want to do,
is eat, sleep, balcong views with you too.