Otep

Otep - Tortured lyrics

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and it was a Sunday morning eye think

 and
 eye think both my parents were still asleep

 eye remember
 eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day

 [don't stop]
 [don't stop]

 and eye turned over
 and there he was

 [my beloved]
 [my beloved]

 holding a pillow
 he smelled of sweat & regret


 and he said ....
 shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Capitol Records

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Released in: 2002

Language: English

Appearing on: Sevas Tra (2002)

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