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Cheap Thrills

Black Lace and satin thrills
you got me stuck baby girl
i want your body your mind your soul
kiss me now im getting to cold

I drink this hard liqour down
to drown out the sound of your name
cover my wrists so you cant see the blood
and pretend my lifes full of grace

touch me now i moan in extasy
breaking down i need you next to me
your sucking the life out of me
and breathing it in me all at once

The pills dont make my world black no more
they make it full of color and wonder
i wish that i could  hold yah doll
back in my arms
but the angels gotcha now

All i got left are the memories now
the sound of your voice
the feel of your skin
the taste of your lips

So i sit here with my cheap alchol
holdin on to whats left of your face
countin on  the stars,throwin pennies in a fountain
scratchin my wrists,and wishin for my cheap thrills



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Written July 11th, 2005

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