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Something a bit dark but when I write I never know where things come from. It just sort of apears.
There is a story within the text.


You'll Catch Something Cruel

These eyes are awake, but they fake it
When they see their chance, they'll take it
They remain closed, knowing you're close at hand
Within an ear shot they'll hear the gun shots

Signal the single shot fired into the dark
Signal the shot
Signal the shot

Buried here under covers, we buried our heads
Into arms that we saw were armed to the teeth
Biting her tongue and buying her time
To tear the fabric of a man of the cloth

I couldn't conceive of such things
I couldn't conceive
I couldn't conceive

We can't keep the things that we create
Abort this now, we're sinking too deep

I wont conceive of this
I wont conceive
I wont conceive

In conception, all is fair in love & lust
But an exception must be made for us
The sinners out to lure the young girls trust
Must know that with every sin comes a cost