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Lyrics: In Dying Arms. Sloppy Seconds.

She screams as i force myself inside of her.
Bite your fucking lip, bite your lip,
bite your lip you fucking bitch, bite your life, you whore.

Its one kiss to me, i am the seed of beauty to be.
This is her excuse to me. I just want to see if i like it.
Bite your life whore, the lights are ready.
Smile for the camera cunt.
Now what are you to me now what are you to me.