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Part Time Model - The Wytches
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Part Time Model The Wytches

Part Time Model - The Wytches
I woke up like a stranger
Quick to assume closing every door
I woke up like a a stranger
I've never done this before

She looks at me with those exact same eyes
The ones that make my mother break down and cry
There has to be a hidden reason to why
This creature beats me in the night

She steps a step over my plastic chest
Where she will go only she can decide
I must admit I felt a little sick
Well I think I swallowed too much pride

Why are you staring at me?
You're not following me
So I don't owe you anything
I ask myself this every night
I woke up like a stranger

The part time models bruise
Pleasuring herself in front of thousands of fools
You don't know what my mind used to do
When you bent down to tie my shoe
I recall an early afternoon
You told me the Earth was the second moon
Well I believed you for a while but the truthful rein truth
Something you could never do
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