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The Epitaph - Ethel Cain
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The Epitaph Ethel Cain

The Epitaph - Ethel Cain
God loves you
God loves you
God loves you
God loves you
God loves you
God loves you
God loves

I’m his tired pariah
I’m so sick of it
I have no more feeling
In these limbs of mine

Sought out in my bed
Wrought out til I’m dead
I’m all for you
To use and use

I’m the epitome
Of sodom and abuse

See my eyes
Stare into my soul
Give me what you’re giving up
Diamonds out of coal
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