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I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
the dreams in which i'm dieing
are the best i've ever had

My words are what heals me......

you're made of my rib or baby
you're made of my sin
and i can't tell where
your lust ends
and where your love begins

i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you
i didn't want to hurt you
but you're pretty when you cry

and the moon gives me
permission and i enter
through her eyes
she's losing her virginity and
all her will to compromise

i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you
i didn't want to hurt you
but you're pretty when you cry

i didn't want to fuck you baby
i didn't want to fuck you
i didn't want to fuck you
but you're pretty
when you're mine

i didn't really love you baby
i didn't really love you
i didn't really love you
but I'm pretty when i lie

you hurt me baby
i hurt you baby

if you knew how much i love you
you would run away
but when i treat you bad
it always makes you want to stay

i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby
i didn't want to hurt you baby

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