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57 lines
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I think I found what I'm looking for
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Behind those eyes and open door
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That vacant stare, which I adore
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I'm your slut and you're my whore
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Spare yourself the aching heart
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And spare yourself the pain
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Let us just make believe
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It's yesterday again
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And mother, if you're watching, look away
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And mother, if you're wondering
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But don't know what to say...
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Mother, if you're watching, look away
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Just look away
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I think I found what I'm looking for
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So hit the lights, and shut the door
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Listen carefully, here's the score
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I'm your slut and you're my whore
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Spare yourself the aching heart
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And spare yourself the shame
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Let us just make believe
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It's yesterday again
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And mother, if you're watching, look away
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And mother, if you're wondering
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But don't know what to say...
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Mother, if you're watching, look away
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Look away
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It sometimes makes me sick inside
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Ashamed of a life that I must hide
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I know you'll never understand
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I'm sorry there's no wedding band
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But deep inside there's still that child
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Innocent in a world gone wild
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Obediant of your moral code
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Scarred by the Christian overlord
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But still I live by truth and love
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I still have hopes in the above
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I still have interest in the cross
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But mother if you're listening, shut it off
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Mother if you're watching, look away
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Just look away
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Just look away
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Just look away
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________________________
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Name If You're Watching
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Artist Fear Cult
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Album Visionary Complex
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