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I'm a necropheliac and I'm all right
I work it all day, work all night
I'm a necropheliac looking for reaction
my deviancy is at the core of attraction.
I'm a necropheliac close your eyes
no more laughter, no more cries
I'm a necropheliac check your head
I'm loving you alive, I'm loving you dead.
Will you marry me?
No, I don't think so.
I know you want my insides out
I know you need my insides out
I know you want me.
I'm a haphaephiliac I need to be touched
I like to be gentle, I like to be rough
I'm a coprophiliac and so kind
I'll take whatever you leave behind.
I'm a hypoxyphiliac I need the freedom to think about you
when I should be breathing. I'm an agrophiliac I need my
ground
won't lock you up, won't tie you down.
"...then she slipped a round of you then she said,
'I seem so helpless.'
"Yes" I replied.
Then she slipped out of view.
Slipped out of you."
I'm a necropheliac looking for reaction,
my deviancy lies at the core of attraction.
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