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In Vain You Would Avoid The Bitter Things They're Saying lyrics

Seeing my finger there
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it

Name me three poems, fucker's guilt
We are just one man
Twisting, twisting, twisted, twisted, twisted

Who there is, who is not bored by his fate?
Discolored the bite of a pear
Cut, cut love me, cut love me into your breast
Crush a pastry into your breast

Bite your only lover's blood
To have learned nothing
Stitch it, stitch it, stitch it, stitch it, stitch it

Tell me who I had to bewitch?
Passerby who has a toilet
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

Who there is, who is not bored by this [Incomprehensible]?
Discolored by the bite of an ox
Slit make me, slit make me into your breast
And crush an ash tray into your breast

Oh shit, can you hear?
Oh, can you hear the axe fall?
Jesse, ah aha
In lust you can hear the axe fall

Seeing my finger there
Touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it

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