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Lyrics: Tura Satana. Dry.

I'd like to take you someplace where angels fear to tread I always hate to love you
Get out of my head it's easy just to say it so hard to be kind these thoughts are still within me infecting my
mind
Pushing it's way out burning in my mouth
Until it hurts
I'd like to violate you I've done it before I always love to hate you you perfect whore it's easy to imagine
I'm somebody else so much has happened inside myself
Pushing it's way out burning in my mouth
Until it hurts
I'd like to push you down I'd like to push you under I'd like to push it in you I'd like to push you push
you...
I'd like to give you something a piece of me you always like to take it so easily I never wanted us to end
this way but somethings changed in me I'm not the same
Pushing it's way out burning in my mouth and now I'm dry