Our bodies pressed and hardened
Turning our desire in
With no room for a pardon
In a place where no one knows
What we have done
Well I know I make you cry
And I know sometimes you wanna die
But do you really feel alive without me?
If so, be free
If not, leave him for me
Before one of us has accidental babies
We aren't free
Do you come together ever with him?
Is he dark enough? Enough to see your light?
Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
Do you miss my smell?



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