Bowels Of Love — Therapy

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Yeah, you took me, naive and ugly, into your festering heart

And you poured Eros' maggots down my throat, until I choked

There's nothing darker than love that's gone sour

Satan's spit, love that's gone sour

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Yeah, you took me, naive and ugly, into your festering heart

And you rammed Eros' maggots down my throat, until I choked

There's nothing darker than love that's gone sour, Satan's spit

Nothing darker than love that's gone sour, Satan's spit

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Out of the bowels of love, the bowels of love

The bowels of love, the bowels of love

Out of the bowels of love, the bowels of love

The bowels of love, the bowels of love

Love

Yeah

Love