| Come
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| With me
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| I will let you see with my words
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| I will let you burn & observe
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| But where i go
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| You can only follow
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| So close your eyes
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| Open your mind
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| …and see
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| Somewhere
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| Out in the dark
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| A car pulls up
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| & parks
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| & the passenger
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| Shifts nervously in her seat
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| & butterflies
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| Flutter in her belly
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| & the driver
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| Shuts off the engine
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| & moves a little close
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| She giggles a little
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| As he unbuttons her blouse
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| She pushes him away
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| & he whispers
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| «aw baby don’t be that way
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| I took you out, i treated you tight
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| Now, don’t put up a fight
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| Come on
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| I only want to put the tip in
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| Don’t fight, don’t fight, come on
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| This is all your fault you know
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| Just relax, let me do what i gotta do
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| & i’ll let you go
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| Don’t you love me?
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| Don’t you love me?
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| Breathe in deep
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| A sea of desperate dreams
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| I have no mouth
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| & I must scream
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| Breathe in deep
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| A sea of desperate dreams
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| I have no mouth…
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| And somewhere
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| In a normal neighborhood
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| In a normal house
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| A normal family
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| Is falling apart
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| And down the hall
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| The little ones hide
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| Frozen as fossils
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| As their mother cries
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| Listening
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| Now that the others have gone silent
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| The walls blister
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| As sister rises in defiance
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| Here
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| In the depths of the labyrinth
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| She will make her mark
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| She travels the cavern
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| Searching for the Minotaur
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| & she finds him
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| Asleep in the heat
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| Of his triumphs
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| A sparkle of flame
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| Flickers in her eye
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| She nudges him softly
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| And says «Daddy, wanna give me a try?»
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| And he rumbles & roar
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| «You must lick honey from a thorn
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| If you are to survive this night»
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| And she says, «no, i’d rather pick a fight.»
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| And he reaches out and she’s on the attack
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| And he’s face down and she straddles his back
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| And as the moonlight fades from his eyes
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| She sighs
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| «come on, what’s the matter?»
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| Don’t you love me?
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| Don’t YOU love me?
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| DON’T YOU LOVE ME?
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| Breathe in deep
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| A sea of desperate dreams
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| I have no mouth
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| & I must scream
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| Breathe in deep
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| A sea of desperate dreams
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| I have no mouth AND I MUST SCREAM!
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| (bridge)
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| What we are
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| You too will become
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| Liberated children
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| Of a bloody-hungry god
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| Sedition!
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| They used to HANG women like me
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| Strange fruit on the poplar tree!
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| They used to OWN women like me
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| Necessary accessories!
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| They used to BURN women like me
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| To quell the fires of liberty
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| In the blessed fertile crescent
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| THEY STILL STONE WOMEN LIKE ME!
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| And one day you will say
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| Just look at her now!
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| …and as everything fades to black
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| …and as the jackals laugh in the aftermath
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| I’m not yours anymore |