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2005-09-27 19:58:38 ET
I'm living in the confession booth again
Listening to all the hottest girls' hottest sins
I'm not looking for much
Just a little more than usual
Shameless primping in all the other women
Does that sound unusual...
Well not to me
You can disagree but I'll show you the aftermath of my bedroom
As long as you don't ask who
And unlike a quote from a Brooke's poem line
My smile is the product on this mask of wit and guile
And the occasional debauchery that comes with red wine
Love takes hostages but I just shoot'em instead
I'm counting two rounds of anger and lust in each chest
One smoking hole of jealousy in each head
And smeared prints all over bodies recently caressed
The wounded are better off dead
-"Oh that Mary immaculate was just good at hiding it" |
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