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Now the lust in this roomLord it drags them inAdam naked, beaten browedBut every time they try to speakAll the pretty liesAll the pretty liesAll the pretty lies are wasted on youAnd the hawk wants to nest In a mirrored room this timeHe'll fly naked and erectInto the eyrie 'tween your thighsAll the pretty liesAll the pretty liesAll the pretty lies are wasted on youEven without sun in my eyesYou were always quite hard to findEven without sun in my eyesIn all of your opacityAnd the one you hide is the one you pay forThe one you hide is the one you pay forThe one you hide is the one you pay forI can't stand to lie beside myself From Letras Mania