am i still innocentwhere is my self controlevery other part of me feels emptythis isn't fun this is necessary
you're my machine gunpointed straight at my bedtearing the sheets apartthe love we have's defevtiveyou're my confusionrunning loose in my headyou turn me inside outbrutal and effective
you wear my innocencelike a cheap hotel robeyou're touch is cold and emptythis isn't fun this is necessary
you're my machine gunpointed straight at my bedtearing the sheets apartthe love we have's defevtiveyou're my confusionrunning loose in my headyou turn me inside outbrutal and effective
you suck my soul awaymy nails tear deep into your fleshand pull you closer away from methis isn't fun this is necessary
you're my machine gunpointed straight at my bedtearing the sheets apartthe love we have's defevtiveyou're my confusionrunning loose in my headyou turn me inside outbrutal and effective

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