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Your eyes make Eric swallow |
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A drop of freezing sweat |
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His naked skin will bury |
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Your secret left unsaid |
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A boy like you is precious |
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He knows it like the rest |
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The camera lens is ice cold |
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Lick Eric's hairy breast |
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Legs-torso-bleeding soul |
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Tight, let his fear evolve |
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You crack him out of love |
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You're running through the wild |
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Hunter on the fumes |
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Tar heart man |
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It's buried with his soul |
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Running through the woods |
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And leave it like it is |
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Your finger by his lining |
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The dirty motel sleeps |
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Bites down on leather, wining |
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Knows what your dark eyes keeps |
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The look of love is lethal |
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And Eric starts to cry |
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Looks like a trembling beetle |
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Make him prepared to die |
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Legs-torso-bleeding soul |
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Tight, let his fear evolve |
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You crack him out of love |
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You're running through the wild |
|
Hunter on the fumes |
|
Tar heart man |
|
It's buried with his soul |
|
Running through the woods |
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And leave it like it is |
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His picture on the screen |
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Give Eric blue bashed skin |
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Green eyes turn into pitch black |
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As he devotes to sin |
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Your fist will bury itself |
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Like knife in stomach, deep |
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And Eric's eyes will fade out |
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Run faster, leave him, leap |
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Legs-torso-bleeding soul |
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Tight, let his fear evolve |
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You crack him out of love |
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You're running through the wild |
|
Hunter on the fumes |
|
Tar heart man |
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It's buried with his soul |
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You're running through the woods |
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And leave it like it is |
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(Easy to carve out lonely hearts, |
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Bodies freeze faster in the night) |
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Tar heart man |
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It's pounding in your chest |
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You're running through the woods |
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And leave it like it is |
