You want to cut. You can insult me. You can make little impact. I can complex. Please, help me not the reason for my failure. To help, I do not sell my soul. I can help you: just me, leaving me very useful. I love animals, you're going. I want you inside me. I love animals, you're going. It was my fault. You took me closer to God.Look to the whiteness below, where an answer can be found.
"Closer" as performed by Nine Inch Nails
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You let me violate you. You let me desecrate you. You let me penetrate you. You let me complicate you. Help me; I broke apart my insides. Help me; I’ve got no soul to sell. Help me: the only thing that works for me, help me get away from myself. I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside. I want to fuck you like an animal. My whole existence is flawed. You get me closer to God.
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