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To Whore With Foreign Gods

Wolves Like Us

You speak to me
With spitting teeth
Like it's the rapture
So torn between two worlds
I made my own little rats nest

You speak to me
With spitting teeth
Like it's the rapture
So torn between two worlds
I made my own little rats nest

Let us speak freely now
Because we've been marred
By good intentions
Oh mother, oh father
I took so long to love you

I thought we would be left behind
And that belial would take me