LYRIC

Can she exist so overlooked?
Her mind is pages of a book
She hides her pleasure there alone
And now her demons wander on

We hide her pleasure here alone

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Can she exist so overlooked?
Torn our from pages of his book
And when the devil sings her song
I feel my demons wander on

We hide her pleasure here alone

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I see you with a golden eye
You're wailing through
What a wicked world
And down below I hear you calling for me
As you wrench in the mud I hear you calling a name

I hear you calling for me
I hear you calling for me

I'll love you when I'm dust a bones
A grinding stone for a wreckless heart
And down below I hear you calling for me
As you wrench in the mud I hear you calling a name

I hear you calling for me
I hear you calling for me

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