Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best
Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh
Crushing the comfort, the stranger's mess
Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh
I don't want your p**y, I don't want your body, pushed in bloody
I want your sorrow, a pain you can love, a hurt you can swallow
She says a title roll a title
She begs the lashes grow better
Here we live on the restless
Slash my heart to beats, someday she says
Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best
Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh
I want your violins, I want the freedom and the pain
I wear them honor girl like honor
And the wind be out cuz I can be anywhere
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She says a title roll a title
They sure will crash and went happy
Here we live on the rustle edge
Slash my heart and beats, someday she sais
Crushing the comfort, the strangers make their best
Crushing the comfort you can take my flesh
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the field, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters
You are the filth you are the fetish
You are the filth, I am the setters