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

Fig.1 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