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i'll never go back there don't make me go back there...
now that god is an athiest finally i can sleep at night
in a hotel room with holes in the curtains i shivered as she slid up my leg she could convince me a hundred hail mary's she whispered "dear boy, your god is me"
i'll never go back there don't make me go back there...
i...don't...sleep...in this dead cold bed
in a hotel room the color of her skin holes in the drapes spray beams of light strangling lovers, were we kidding each other gasping for breath, in poisonous lies
in a hotel room (it was my second communion) is that your blood cleansing my veins if three little angels (would peak in these curtains) they'd whisper "dear boy, your mouth was too warm" was too warm was too warm
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Virgin : Mam wszystko w...
Mam wszystko w (...) dobrze jest
Panu dziękuję
Fuck off! - to mój best
I don't want your money honey
I don't want your money honey
I don't want your money honey
Pokaże drzwi Ci -
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i zielony
Staniesz sie tak jak nadzieja Twa
Że nikt już tylko ja
Jakie Ty w życiu cele masz?
Fura, komóra, gucci płaszcz
I don't want your money honey
I don't want your money h-
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oney
I don't want your money honey
Pokaże drzwi Ci i zielony
Staniesz sie tak jak nadzieja Twa
Że nikt już tylko ja
Tylko ja
To pa pa..
Pokaże drzwi Ci i zielony... ....
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