where i lay my head is home

She spreads herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within

Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure oh

Devils speak of the way in which she'll manifest
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure oh

Oh
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
Oh my beautiful liar no
Oh my precious whore no, oooh, oh,
My disease my infection no
I am so impure no, ah no, ah no, ah no

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