You make me dirty make me feel like a whore Right here where you want me down with the fleas in the floor Still you tried to clean me bleach away like stains Blackened ash in your mouth won't distil your distain It doesn't matter when you say I'm not clean anymore
It doesn't matter when you say I'm dirty like a whore Here is nothing For you there is nothing pure (c) 2001 The Butterfly Effect.
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