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Those summer nights, those summer nights in bed |
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You were forcing him to play |
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You cannot make it right, you cannot make it right again |
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He's scarred now for life |
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Hey! Will he ever let it out? |
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And I wonder why doesn't he break down and cry? |
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How do you feel when he's inside you and he cries? |
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What's in your head, is it pleasure in your mind? |
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He didn't know what's right, he didn't know what's right but you did |
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He was just a kid |
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On top of a child, on top of a child, it's wrong it's so bizarre |
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Hey! Will he ever let it out? |
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And I wonder why doesn't he break down and cry? |
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How do you feel when he's inside you and he cries? |
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What's in your head, is it pleasure in your mind? |
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You're so bad, you're so bad, the poison is in there now and forever |
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The soul's lost and the ache is blunt, hollow feelings |
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You killed his youth and hunger, |
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the mourning wont stop, |
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addiction's growing. |
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Masturbation saved his life |
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It means nothing now |
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It means nothing now to you |
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But it's everything to him |
