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Wolves
Come get me all you murderers, rapists and thieves.
Come, take advantage and kill me.
Just save room up front
for my husband will be first in line for the hunt.
The doors are unlocked, my protection is gone
Come rape and murder and blame me
'Cause you know I'm always wrong.
Come, invite your friends, the whole gang of wolves
It'll be a lot of fun.
You can bite, rip and tear with your lies and your snares
To keep me on the run.
In my throat your teeth will sink, finally bringing relief
Then the angels will sing, carrying me home.
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Aer El
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