My cup runneth over Like blood from a stone [CHORUS] These stand for me Name your god and bleed the freak I like to see How you all would bleed for me When the pig runs slower Let the arrow fly When the sin lies bolder I'll pluck out thine eye [CHORUS] If you scorn my lover Satan got your thigh If you steal in hunger I will kick you when you try [CHORUS]
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