115 you are 17 itchy trigger and venomous you're growing longer you're growing stronger so shed your skin baby now shed this come on over now come on over baby you tell me it's holy holy i don't know
One hundred 'n' fifteen You are seventeen Itchy trigger And venomous You're growin' longer You're growin' stronger So shed your skin Baby now shed this Come on over now Come on over baby Tell me it's
Our time has come To take a journey Back to the core of your own creation Far beyond this world of exploitation They steal our souls and then Expose it all for view An open mind Will set your free A
Don't worry, it's alright So sorry, you're not right Perfection is a trap Made out of desire As long as you define And keep it in your mind Restarting over Leads you to another Pride may find a desti
Tomorrow you could be reborn In an explosion of sensation Is that what you want? Sight and taste and sound Burning up your new born baby soul Shed your skin Maybe it would do you a service Underneath
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