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I have paid one for that lighter,
I'd pay two for your shirt.
You would get three if you'd just
Smash my face through windows, rub it in dirt.
Have four of them in trade for
The key to unlock your bedrooms' door,
Get five for turning me into
The boot-disk of your floppy-drive.
I'd do a flip-flop to take you to the top
I'd capture every atom of your breath
You'll drink my sperm, I'll drink your sweat
I'll blow my load and drop down dead.
I would pay six to see you masturbate,
Collapse and hyperventilate,
Take seven for guiding me through
The abyss to number eleven,
Eight for being the reason for,
For being the victim of your hate
And nine to spit it up your back,
To spit it up your undies.
I'd eat cat-shit and I'd smile
To be inside you for a while,
I'll press your head against the wall,
Hell, we will rise so high before we fall;
Get all ten fingers for being
My fucking little baby-doll,
Take'em for fucks sake all.
Samsas Traum - Girl
(One of my all time favorite songs ever)