Tortured

Otep

Composición de: Otep Shamaya/R. Patterson
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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