You've won You've won You've won Now you can see This sloppy and sick High and wet me Here I am Your vile victim Vomit of the demons The devil is a woman (Dolls are pretty, you shouldn't break them) I hope you slip On this rotten apple peel (Remember your fall) Honorary woman For a moment you can feel (I hope it hurts, baby) Do you like to get poked inside? (Do you like it, honey?) When it's the only place You have left to hide (Eve only tried to please) You invaded me When you stuck it in You took my soul When you pulled it out I hope someday It rots and fall off Penis Envy's proud Your vile victim Serpent of the deep Your vomit of the demons Yes, that's me. E.A.Altamura, Copyright 1999Birth sign: Not entered
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