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The sweat descends |
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The sweat scents |
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One cock sure fox in a house of hens |
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My mouth will water where the sweat descends |
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The sweat descends sweet decadence,lets hope this party never ends |
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A shiv in the ribs, |
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Some smoke in the hive, |
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You live how you live |
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I'll die how i die |
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Wake me up when we get to heaven, |
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Let me sleep if we go to hell. |
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Blame my mouth if the house is burning, |
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Check my tongue if you still cant tell |
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The sweat descends, |
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My psyche bends, |
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I'll never be the same again. |
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This soul is twisted but the skin will mend. |
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My tight young skin covers up a sick palimpsest. |
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Wake me up when we get to heaven, |
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Let me sleep if we go to hell. |
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Blame my mouth if the house is burning, |
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Touch my tongue if you still cant tell |
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Make your mark on a darkened dance floor. |
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Slip across the present tense, |
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Press up against the skin you care for, |
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Meet me where the sweat descends |
