She's made of hair and bone and little teeth | And things that I cannot speak | She comes on like a crippled plaything
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She's made of hair and bone and little teeth | And things that I cannot speak | She comes on like a crippled plaything
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She's made of hair and bone and little teeth And things that I cannot speak She comes on like a crippled plaything Her spine is just a string I wrapped our love in all this foil Silver tight like spider legs I never wanted it to ever spoil But flies will always lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me Make your victim my head You never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet Prosthetic synthesis with butterfly Sealed up with virgin stitch If it hurts baby please tell me Preserve the innocence I never wanted it to end like this But flies will lay their eggs Take your hatred out on me Make your victim my head You never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet What I wanted, what I needed What I got for me What I wanted, what I needed What I got for me Take your hatred out on me Make your victim my head You never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet Take your, take your Hatred out on me I'm not proud with me I never ever believed in me I am your tourniquet
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