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Dec 12, 2005 01:39

Feeling skin on my face
Wondering just how you'll taste
Thoughts full of pink and bliss
Pleasure, this sick illness

Open up and take it in
Everything from flesh to sin
You're corrupted and soon you'll see
It's all from someone like me

Sheets warm, wet, and tight
Turn on the heat and off the light
That feeling starts to flow
Muscles tightening, ready to blow

Open up and take it in
Everything from flesh to sin
You're corrupted and soon you'll see
It's all from someone like me

Hold me close now I must cry
Hold me close now I must lie
Hold me close now I know why
Hold me close now I must die

And in the end I'm still not sure
What I'm doing and what's the cure
So I take back what I have said
Erase the feelings from my head
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