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So I ran faster, but it caught me here
Yes, my loyalties turned like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after a Billy
Running after the rain
These precious things
Let them bleed, let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break, they hold over me
He said you're really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play and I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that sick
Holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces
Of those beautiful boys, those christian boys
So, you can make me cum, that doesn't make you Jesus
These precious things
Let them bleed, let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break, they hold over me
I remember
Yes, in my peach party dress
No one dared, no one cared to tell me
Where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails
And their little fascist panties
Tucked inside the heart of very nice girl
These precious things
Let them bleed, let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break, they hold over me
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