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Voltera
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Knees
It's getting a little bit whimsical But my weather is becoming typical You know her, she's bent over The knee of the christian solider
He smacks like a stacked packed Mack truck And I'll be moving like a mojo out of luck Those rich men they're like lighting Divinity never looked so frightening
It's getting a little fantastical Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Like tarantula tickling my clavicle Do-re-me you don't rape me Your crucifix wouldn't fuckin fit in me
Your faith is becoming typical Moving against everything instinctual Unholy, but not lonely Wasn't going to hell, till you told me.
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