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Her chest pumps in anticipation what she dont know will kill her she screams his name but god called in sick tonight she screams in vain (in pain) girls got the devil in her and i wont let go call for help theres a chemical spill inside your thighs (back it up) still stinking of the cheapest rum and the deepest regret now prepare for seven years bad luck your porcelain skin has been tainted this demolition was scheduled between the bedsheets for which pretty lips and fingertips were not designed for (keep it moving) you'd make your daddy proud you fucking disaster Aus Songtexte Mania