We are slaves in our bedsheets Sunk to a new low Is there something inside? Something you hide? A chain of sores A chain of sores We all suffer the symptoms Of a subtle disease Is this something, a toy For you to employ? Something left that a kiss could not destroy Boil the water I really love the daughter Shes a flower Shes a scar We all suffer the symptoms Of a subtle disease Is this something, a toy For you to employ? Something left that a kiss could not destroy A space in the silence She destroyed me with one blow Suckers the girls roll The suckers the girls roll The suckers the girls roll We are safe in our bedsheets Sunk to a new low Is there something inside? Something you hide? A chain of sores A chain of sores Boil the water And led me to the slaughter Its a flower Its a scar Boil the water A lamb led to the slaughter Shes a flower Shes a scar
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