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By Skunk Anansie, I caused a major war, just by talking
You flew into
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By Skunk Anansie, All I want is a mirror
So I can see this
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By Skunk Anansie, And here I stand, redskin fist of power
Clawing at the
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By Skunk Anansie, Because of you
The tears dead in my eyes
They freeze until
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By Skunk Anansie, I called you brazen
Called you whore right to your face
And
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By Skunk Anansie, You see he's about to colour my integrity
And I lay
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By Skunk Anansie, Why do I sense, benevolence
You stand tall at my great
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By Skunk Anansie, I know too well
I know these lines
I've seen them smothered
In
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By Skunk Anansie, You see these eyes, they're darn to hurt
I want to
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By Skunk Anansie, I've seen no fear
Your purpose is clear
Inside, in deep
I quicken,
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By Skunk Anansie, Though you're lost in me
You have to see
When things ain't
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By Skunk Anansie, I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your
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By Skunk Anansie, Another useless fight
Saddened words ring true
Leaving like a saint
Still clouds
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By Skunk Anansie, I hit him with a piece of his philosophy
Anglo-Saxon muck
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By Skunk Anansie, Your future's where your friendly day
Then it's coming to feed
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By Skunk Anansie, I'm watching you insense me
With your effervescent hate
You can kill
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By Skunk Anansie, Sometimes all the moments
That we savoured for the last
Get crushed
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By Skunk Anansie, Milk is my sugar
Sweet grovelling
Thy shall convert me
My favourite sin
Meat
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By Skunk Anansie, Isn't there the same effect
Down to claimb the stain
Throw me
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By Skunk Anansie, I tried to fix the cooker in the kitchen
Gas was
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By Skunk Anansie, Crack the head against the wall
It's a never over 'til
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By Skunk Anansie, You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from
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By Skunk Anansie, I'm living in a funny neighbourhood
The blackies and the whities
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By Skunk Anansie, In a little while you're gonna call me
There'll be nothing
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By Skunk Anansie, Give things gone cold
Still five years old
Drowing in justify now
You've
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By Skunk Anansie, I wonder what you're thinking
When your fist was in my
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By Skunk Anansie, And when I feel like I'm a victim, I will
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By Skunk Anansie, Used to be a dirty little girl
Used to be a
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By Skunk Anansie, The sweeter the taste I love it
Eaten your gutted spine
All
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By Skunk Anansie, So the pierce screwed up your face
Cos your) girlie liked