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Don't take her away from me now
not now, please god, not now-
I have fallen too deep
for that
she is my bible, god
see
she makes me believe
in everything
magic, nature
you
damn it lord, she makes me believe
in wretched
wretched
me.
My heart only craves for the taste of
her heart
her absence-
shit
this will break even
the
toughest of souls
so god, my friend, tell me
what will happen to this weakling
I own.
I love to lick sermons from her skin
and pray to you between
her thighs.
Don't take this
church
away from me
not now, please god, not now
burn me in hell when I die
but let her live
and let me sin a little bit
longer
as I worship between
her thighs.
_VF
not now, please god, not now-
I have fallen too deep
for that
she is my bible, god
see
she makes me believe
in everything
magic, nature
you
damn it lord, she makes me believe
in wretched
wretched
me.
My heart only craves for the taste of
her heart
her absence-
shit
this will break even
the
toughest of souls
so god, my friend, tell me
what will happen to this weakling
I own.
I love to lick sermons from her skin
and pray to you between
her thighs.
Don't take this
church
away from me
not now, please god, not now
burn me in hell when I die
but let her live
and let me sin a little bit
longer
as I worship between
her thighs.
_VF
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