Love me
Love me
Sweet sinner
Sweet angel of nothing
Bringing nothing to us all
Sitting at the dinner table
Feasting on our frail bodies
Tell me tell me
Sweet nothings
For I am nothing in the eyes of the lord
I am only cannon fodder for their wars
As they rage and rage and rage and rage
Love me
Love me
Sweet angel
Sweet sinner of all men
Create us all equal
So we may share the same weakness
And we may be destroyed by your loving hands
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