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2003. gada 29. martā, 1 komentārs

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vast
pretty when you cry

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 loved you
you would run away
but i treat you bad
it always makes you want to stay

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