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Love, Hate, Fate
Floating in the dark, a mile from what is real, loving in the field, we get the fad out of fate, fade out of the fate. Three naked women break our faith, kill the monkey low when it's time go, do what it takes; do what it takes. You, in the distance, knows our love shakes the other hand, gets under your skin, bites you and grinds, bites you and grins. Raping the minds of them all, it crumbles, bleaches dark souls, carries our taste, making us taste. People call it hate; I call it love junky sex madness that kicks in the shin, Makes love with your soul, calls out your name, pushes what is sin. And so the fun begins, Piercing the skin, making you die, breaking the walls, loving the ghost, You know I'll find.... You, silencing the dreams, murdering the truth, your smile truly gleams, beams through the falls, loses all control, gets down crawls, gets down and bawls. You got me by the heart, got me weak in the knees, got me loving the high, got the psyche coming up. Blood filled gusts makes the room... And now we'll end it all, calling it in, taking it out, losing your faith, losing it again.
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