& He Calls Me Mrs. Lovett
i have this friend
hes consumed by fear
emotions crawl up his spine,
rip out his guts
i pretend hes mine
his gentle voice makes me sick
makes me cry
he says these things
i never forget
it makes me sick
it makes me sick
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