All that was true is left behind
Don't want your dreams you try to sell
This disease I give to myself.
She makes it sweeter than the sun
I get too tight I come undone.
I'll heal your wounds,
I'll set you free.
I'm Jesus Christ on Ecstacy....
How does it feel?
I am so dirty on
on the inside...
[whispered]
A thousand lips a thousand tongues
A thousand throats a thousand lungs
A thousand ways to make it true
I want to do terrible things to you
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