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You seduce me.
Lonely in your hell.
Naked and hugry.
I crawl into your cell.
A virtual drugstore.
Is piled on your bed.
I cant resis with your tongue inside my head.

How can everything be justified by you?

You get off watching me be
You get off on feeding my disease.
This time will be perfect you explain.
But your tounge's as deadly as a needle through my vein.

How can everything be justified by you?
How can my demise be justified by you?

Im so tired of living for your touch.
Im so tired of needing you so much.

How can everything be justified by you?
When did i decide to be crucified by you?
How can everything be justified by you?
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