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Leather belt my makeshift noose, Sweet death I finally choose; Leather belt my makeshift noose, Sweet death I finally choose;
For I crave every inch of you. For I crave every inch of you.
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
And held my face against the whitewashed wall. And held my face against the whitewashed wall.