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September sun rotted flatbush porch
I would have run then had I known the cost
Autumnal rays turned your eyes to stone
Did it give you pleasure to steal my soul?


I'm tired of waiting
Tired of fading away from the people I adore and I respect
The end of an illusion, reaching of conclusions
Sentenced in absentia, we reach the final contravention court


Tell me that I'm a sinner
Lay me down again
I need a soft flesh bed
My lust must be fed