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through both of us
yesterday, separate, in the evening…
'My mother gave a mighty shout...And then ends with...
opened her legs and let me out...'
'Make me want what i want... has my vote.
Another wayward son
Waiting on oblivion
Waiting on the kingdom come
To meet me in my sin
Waiting to be born again
Mother kiss me cheek or chin
Mmm, a little medecine
Mmm, and then I shed my skin
Mmm, and lemme climb back in the bed you made me in.'