Down in the dirt
You buried the boy
How you spit at him, laughed at him, lust for him
It's both depraved and well deserved
Oh, dismiss
So here we stand, neither woman nor man stands by your side
Call me even now, how odd of you to ask me on my thought,
How does it taste?
From your place in the sand
Oh, dismiss
And they'll say, how long can it last?
I am running down, running round into you
I'll cherish you
Is this is? The way That you move?
I am tired now, running down, running round, right into you
Oh, dismiss
And they'll say, how long can it last?
I am running down, running round into you
I'll cherish you
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