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This isn't really sex, this isn't really life
This isn't really anything I think I like
And I will not sit on broken glass
Not for you or anyone
I will not cut my ass
We have no reasons but we still have fun
Down on the floor, baby, whisper my name
And when you rip my back to shreds
I dig my boots into
The soft remains of your spine
I want to savage
Your spinal remains
I want to savage
Baby, your spinal remains
In chains
This isn't really sex, this isn't really life
This isn't really anything I think I like
And I will sit on broken glass
Not for you or anyone
I will not cut my fucking ass
I want to savage
Baby, your spinal remains
I want to savage
Baby, your spinal remains
They're making you change
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