Tortured

Otep

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    and eye was like 13.
    and it was a Sunday morning eye think,
    and eye think both my parents were still asleep,
    eye remember eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day
    [don't stop] [don't stop]
    and eye turned over
    and there he was
    [my beloved] [my beloved] holding a pillow he smelled of sweat & regret, and he said...shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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    Composición: R. Patterson y Otep Shamaya

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