.:Cunks will be Cunks:.
.:Verse 1:.
Mmm
I crave you
Ring your hands round my black soul
Viciously
Don't go slow
Bind my body to the cold
It's true, I crave you ... Now, Stay woke
I crave you
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Far from home..
Home..
I will go..
Go..
Far from home..
Home..
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Far from home..
Home..
I will go..
Go..
Far from home..
Home..