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🕯So I'll cut you all open, I'll
🕯see what's inside you or what's missing
🤩while this virgin, your daughter, skirt down in the altar - she don't owe you a God damn thing
🤩'cause she's gorgeous, I'll take her to the house by the lake where I'll write her a song
🤩while you fat pigs with call-girls, they dance in the ballrooms shaking their wallets at God
🤩and the notes fill the pages, I scramble to paste up my bleeding heart
🤩and this sick song moves on
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