[When we danced, so prestine and
Knee deep in sin, balls deep in hate,
I see your face, I see your face
And it tears me, tears me up
My mouth is full of love
My head is held in shame
When you kiss me
Do you still taste her
Are you thinking of, are you thinking of me?
With your lips pressed tightly up against his skin
Does your body still scream my
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