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In her sleeping years deeply slung within a hammock made of skin |
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She opened her caverns to the hunger of the lost and their kin |
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They fed on her vanity and soon they both became content |
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Men cut holes in her body but she was so confident |
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With your eyes and sorcery come beauty number 3 |
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Can't you see the tragedy as your dream begins to leave |
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While a traveller began to gore upon her she looked deep into the ground |
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And momentary floods of thought unstyled and mystified rained down |
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On to her pretty head and she began to feel afraid |
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And when she woke she found her beauty had decayed |
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And no one goes close to her den they wait for the moment when |
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She is dreaming of her men in case she accuses them |
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She mourns the existence of time |
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Though she's empty all she feels is tense |
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And so she passes her time |
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Dreaming for the strength of children |
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With your beauty you deceived come simple no. 3 |
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Can't you see the tragedy as you lose your only dream |
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I loved you for yourself I never needed anything else |
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Oh beauty no. 3 |
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She could be anything you wanted her to be |
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She could be anything you wanted her to be |
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She could be anything you wanted her to be |
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Beautiful blank, beauty no. 3 |
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