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On this cold dark night when the showing man not deed is old for you |
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But you don't need to worry about being alone cause this room inside for two |
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I am an addict of lust she holds a thumb on my obsession |
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Go fingers on my skin she talks dirty through |
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Her eyes are dark and faded |
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I'm in love with my zombie baby |
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If it happens out of flesh but its speaking one makes you then color in mull |
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Won't hand on the wall any other ain't fair I will pinch myself in a shower of lust |
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Now break the silence of trust we speeds in two word oppression |
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The changing black begins to rush she is dirty cause |
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Her eyes are dark and faded |
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I'm in love with my zombie baby |
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I am so sick of waiting |
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I'm in love with my zombie baby |
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You told me love can be so strange |
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You some make so right lock you away |
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She is a psyche from song mind ended in life and painted by human hand |
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Wash my face through the open wounds in night cause tonight I become a man |
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She is my object of lust I press a hand on my temptation |
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Cold fingers inside the flesh her thighs are wet because |
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Her eyes are dark and faded |
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I'm in love with my zombie baby |
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I am so sick of waiting |
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I'm in love with my zombie baby |
