What do you want of me?What do you long for me?
A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn
A Count, white and drawn
For you I come to forsake
Lay wide despise and hate
I sing of you in my demented songs
And hope that it gets through
You worthless bitch
You fickle shit
(( Take what you can of me
rip what you can of me))
- Bauhaus - Crowds -
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