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Sweet 16 - Feeder
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Sweet 16 Feeder

Sweet 16 - Feeder
Get away from me is all she said
You're like a social disease
I'm so tired of being afraid of you
Her face all twisted he sees

Save yourself
Look and see
Think about it
Sweet sixteen
You could be anywhere
See yourself standing there

She's not dead
She's not dead

He can't stop forcing himself on her
He likes the way that she is
His heart beats, fingers all over her
His dirty breath smells of beer

Save yourself
Look and see
Think about it
Sweet sixteen
You could be anywhere
See yourself standing there
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