You scream louder than fiction, and you get down on your knees,
And tear open your heart, so I can love you and your disease.
You Lick the hand that feeds you, and kiss the blade that cuts.
I want to fuck you in your God's hands,
When your praying bites the dust.
Please, Please, Please, Please
Let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please, Please,
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