Bane; "Read between the lines, and find the story as you go along. It's vague… like everything's supposed to be. Enjoy."

--See? Even you don't have the stomach for that.

Bring my lips to yours and kiss me 'till you're free.

--No, that's just fine; I'm too used to kissin' prat.

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Leave the party with me, but bring the buzz along.

--Yeah; that's it! Just keep lookin' back!

Bring my hand to yours, and bask in warmth to warmth.

--But no; you're much to busy; now, is that a fact?!

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And listen to the things I say;

--They'll only bring you pain.

For within them lies a new array,

--My own tears; acid rain.

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And tell me of your wicked lies;

--Why I'm not good enough.

And tell me of your deep despise;

--'Cause you know I like it rough.