When you seek me you destroy me
Rape my mind and smell the poppies
Born in blood in every single time
Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you might linger
But I see some type of pleasure in my mind
Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Like holy water
It only burns you faster than you'll ever dry
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