Stitches
If it stayed I'd never leave it
If that turned around I'd grieve
The special dirty things that we used to talk about
I mean that loving you is strange and adored by me throughout
Oh no it's you again
Someday soon you'll find that someone waiting for the chance to beat you,
Drooling on the set to feel you,
Blessing you with every kiss
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness 'cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill
Such the patient one who needs me,
The spoiled one who wins,
So shocking where's your sense
Don't you know I hate you so,
Unsatisfied you little girl
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness 'cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill
Rolling dice and seeming queer,
Bastard love a sick affair,
Let's see what new disease you'll fetch,
I mean that fucking you is strange and adored by me throughout
Oh it's you again
Blessing you with every kiss, so precious
You know this hate of mine exploded
I'm so deranged you know
I will never be the same
Tying yourself to me
Stitch up my emptiness 'cause you're the death of me
So precious, loving the thrill
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