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Both on the ground, he's forcing her
his kisses hurt like nothing else
He doesn't care at all pressing himself
against her, wanting more at all costs.
-Crown me your God and I'll make it worthwhile,
give me a face that you can stand.
Let me feel alive for once in my life,
help me see and make believe I am...
Her clothes all ripped and torn to pieces.
The shock invades her, he's in...
The weight of his body, a forceful lock,
the wish of being dead, her mind's blocked.
Take your pick at random choose,
her sorrows all weigh even, just hope you'll never see them.
-Let us breed misery, here I come, open wide,
I will feed on you, my maker!
You c*m as I please, constantly or never,
I'm not through with you yet, my maker!
-I left her bleeding on the ground, now she's cleaning herself,
washing the memories free from her bloodstained org*sm of pain.
Well, you can take your pick at random choose
cause her sorrows all weigh even,
and tears will cascade at every choice, just hope you'll never see them...