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Drenched in Your Tears
I'd been drenched in your tears
Drenched in your tears for fucking years
...pulled this way and that...
What was the fucking choice?
There was no choice, just your fucking voice!
Your voice, yeah... dragging me...
Pulling me, this way and that
I could see your bemused looks; all that frowning
Couldn't you see me fucking drowning?
Drenched in your tears
Not for weeks and months; no... for years and fucking years
...pulled this way and that...
What was the fucking choice?
Yeah, I had a choice; silence your fucking voice!
Your voice, yeah... can't drag me down now...
Can't pull me this way and that
You still look fucking bemused, despite your missing eyes
And now that I've eaten your tongue you're not so fucking wise!
Drenched in your tears?
Fuck your tears, I'd been drowning for fucking years!
You prevaricated and it was your choice to dither
Now I've got to dig out and eat your fucking liver
Gonna pull you this way and that... gonna rip you open...
Sweet Jesus, you taste so fucking good!
Excuse me, while I slurp up your fucking blood
...I didn't have a choice...
I'm sure it was your voice?
Drenched in your tears for fucking years
...pulled this way and that...
What was the fucking choice?
There was no choice, just your fucking voice!
Your voice, yeah... dragging me...
Pulling me, this way and that
I could see your bemused looks; all that frowning
Couldn't you see me fucking drowning?
Drenched in your tears
Not for weeks and months; no... for years and fucking years
...pulled this way and that...
What was the fucking choice?
Yeah, I had a choice; silence your fucking voice!
Your voice, yeah... can't drag me down now...
Can't pull me this way and that
You still look fucking bemused, despite your missing eyes
And now that I've eaten your tongue you're not so fucking wise!
Drenched in your tears?
Fuck your tears, I'd been drowning for fucking years!
You prevaricated and it was your choice to dither
Now I've got to dig out and eat your fucking liver
Gonna pull you this way and that... gonna rip you open...
Sweet Jesus, you taste so fucking good!
Excuse me, while I slurp up your fucking blood
...I didn't have a choice...
I'm sure it was your voice?
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