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Texty: Korn. Pretty.

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Soul so loud.
Wait, but I don't realize.
How, why legs broke?
The pain between her thighs.
I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Skin so cold.
Oh, could someone steal a life?
Taste the blame.
Wait, I got some shit to say.

I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Smashed and raped!
Not again. This is a real crime.
What a pretty face.
Who do I feel sorry for?

WAIT, something NOW rips my HEART, and takes MY soul.
I WAIT too late NOW, I feel HURT inside, TAKE my soul away....

Away....

I see your pretty face,
smashed against the bathroom floor!
What a disgrace!
Who do I feel sorry for?

Smashed and raped!
Not again. This is a real crime.
What a pretty face.
Who do I feel sorry for...