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To Be Alone Never feel too good in crowds, With folks around, when they're playing The anthems of rape culture loud, Crude and proud creatures baying All I've ever done is hide From our times when you're near me Honey, when you kill the lights, and kiss my eyes I feel like a person for a moment of my life But you don't know what hell you put me through To have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you To feel your weight in arms I'd never use It's the God that heroin prays to
