to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die. | under a bus, with my fingers crossed. | it feels like nothing matters in our private universe.
| take me, i’m yours. | i’ll be a rock and rollin’ bitch for you. | you
want the real story? you shouldn’t ask me. | i’m so drunk, i don’t mind
if you kill me. | i don’t pretend to know what you want, but i offer love.
| you’re so mean, baby! | she will have her way. | i’m bored; come on,
let’s get high! | why don’t you walk away? | where i go, there’ll be no
kind welcome. | into temptation, right where you belong. | we’re still
outsiders. | i never feel pain, won’t you hit me again? |oh, i just
don’t know where to begin. | practically all is nearly forgiven. | black words slipping off my tongue. | couldn’t it be easy to believe?
| you are afraid of me; that’s why you’re so unkind. | sinner; i have
never learned. | desolate in anger and safe in isolation. | do you feel
the pressure? | i wanna be forgiven. | spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. | how i needed you when i needed you. | history has been cruel. | do you see what i see?
| is there anybody in there? | i’d beg for some forgiveness, but
begging’s not my business. | we may never meet again, so shed your skin
and let’s get started. | every day i love you less and less. | there’s
nothing that you love that i’ll ever miss.

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