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- EP "Coming Out" (2017)
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- a lonely guy once worked in the morgue
he liked no people, didn't want to talk
a super withdrawn misantrope
he cut dead bodies all night long
but as all men he wanted love
with hand stuck in rubber glove
there were no women to come near
he was too boring for them to deal
Breathe in, breathe out
So hard to control yourself
Like streams of gasoline
Flow through your veins
Breathe in, breathe out
Let the passion be released
Throw off your heavy chains
Your beast will be so pleased
And lucky day now finally arrived
He saw a girl – so hot, but dead
The girl's body excited his mind,
Replaced the values of the mankind
inside of him testosterone boiled
His ugly soul was totally spoiled
Did he want to leave it all behind?
Every snake during moult becomes blind
Breathe in, breathe out
So hard to control yourself
Like streams of gasoline
Flow through your veins
Breathe in, breathe out
Let the passion be released
Throw off your heavy chains
Your beast will be so pleased
the love would save the world," he thought
he gave her all the jam he could shot
he rode her body with sexual overdrive
he did so hard that the girl was revived