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�You will be feeding me to your snake

You�ll say each kiss each touch was fun and fake

You look like you�ve just bought an angel costume

And this life is now your daily �bal masque�

Too much vodka won�t kill me

� Too much ~you~ might harm me

So put on your shirt and skip me

Next next beautiful stranger

I�m not starving for pain

I own a small shop in that corner

I sell wounds I sell rain

I have enough sorrows baby to kill a 100 saint

So don�t you dare touch me

Don�t you blend with my brain

I get so addicted

I�m feeble so let me be brave

I�m cutting in two your rays

I�m destroying the beauty of your face

You gotta look un-pretty

You gotta take it easy little kitty

Hell is just one block away

You�ll never guide me home

I feel like I�ll be a frame in your dome

I�ll be �it� in a cage

And you�ll come to mar my page

You wanna sketch love new form

But you�ll never bear that storm!

You darling,

You�ll never guide me home!

I�m not ready little kitty

I�m not in the mood for your game

You look too sexy and that�s a pity

I would have enjoyed your body vale

But beyond your sweet there�s nails and ache

I�m on for a diet, I�m hopping this cake

You better give up and skip me

I�m not in the mood for your games �

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