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The Crop and the Pest

アーティスト:The Receiving End Of Sirens  アルバム:The Earth Sings Mi Fa Mi 

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Come away, Come away with me. You perfect, perfect shell. You nautilus, nautilus. I will treat you so well, I'll take you up from this hell. My gracious host, You're my lover, Won't you be my concubine? The pleasure's all mine, Your pleasures are all mine. To twist and turn around, In figure eights and out of place. Refuse the bounty of his right for the hunger of his left hand. I'm the fervor of the fever you can't sweat. I'm the garments stuck to your skin, Drenched and dripping wet. I'm a spring of flowing fume and fret. A barren spring of fume and fret is coursing its way, Through everything inside of me. And I know what won't ever sink, Will slowly swim to the bottom. Just promise not to see me as I am (Or what I'll become), A pestilential scab, The scarlet of sunburned skin.


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