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Maybe I'll take you after school one day in March
Maybe I'll learn to scream the anger from your heart
You'll teach me math, we'll learn to play those stupid games
A virgin bleeds, and angel screams from outer space.
Oh, Oh
Didn't want to make you suffer
Didn't want to make you cry
I just wanted to set your mind free
Didn't want to spread the lies
Maybe I'll r*pe you after school one day, in March
Maybe I'll learn the scream the anger from your heart
You'll teach me math, we'll learn the numbers and the signs
A virgin bleeds, and angel screams and I feel fine
Oh, oh
Don't follow me home
