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The gifts that litter my room
makes me feel one part
prostitute
and one part
assassin
A gentle nudge,
almost not even a bribe,
payment for a service
I can('t) provide.
This is murder, my love
You called the hit,
signed the check,
and you dare blame me
when I pull your trigger.
makes me feel one part
prostitute
and one part
assassin
A gentle nudge,
almost not even a bribe,
payment for a service
I can('t) provide.
This is murder, my love
You called the hit,
signed the check,
and you dare blame me
when I pull your trigger.
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