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Relax... it's over, you belong to me;
I fill your mouth with dirt.
Relax... it's over, you can never leave.
So blue... so broken, paper doll decays
I haven't left you yet
So cold... subversive, your eyes are full of bleach
Tomorrow, I will go away again...
I can tear you apart
I can recombine you
All I want is to covet you all
You belong to me
I will kill you to love you.
FM.
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