Otep - Tortured - Текст песни

and eye was like 13

and it was a Sunday morning eye think

and

eye think both my parents were still asleep

eye remember

eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day

(don't stop)

(don't stop)

and eye turned over

and there he was

(my beloved)

(my beloved)

holding a pillow

he smelled of sweat & regret

and he said ....

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

-- Lyrics from: tru_blu_ca@hotmail.com