Tortured — текст песни (Otep)

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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