I broke my hand
Upon a young man's
Saddened face
He took my hand
He told me that he knows a place
Where water is golden
And love could be mummified
I shouldn’t have sold him
I shouldn’t have let him cry
I still love you
I still want you
I’d still kill you
Do you, do you, do you?
His tears were like soldiers
Marching upon his lips
And when I would lick them
They swallowed like licorice
If I was his mother
I’d keep him inside my womb
If I was his sister
I’d make for a strange taboo
I still love you
I still want you
I’d still kill you
Do you, do you, do you?
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