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Type O Negative - Unsuccessfully Coping with the Natural Beauty of Infidelity
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Peter Steele
Peter Steele
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Josh Silver
Josh Silver
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Kenny Hickey
Kenny Hickey
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Sal Abruscato
Sal Abruscato
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The Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir
The Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir
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Peter Steele
Peter Steele
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George Marino
George Marino
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Michael Sarsfield
Michael Sarsfield
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Mike Marciano
Mike Marciano
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Type O Negative
Type O Negative
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Trust and you'll be trusted Says the liar to the fool Lust, so what if you're busted? In love and war there ain't no rules Do you believe in forever? I don't even believe in tomorrow The only things that last forever Are memories and sorrow Kenny Alright, check this out Out of sight, out of mind The motto of betrayal The prophets preach to forgive and forget I'm sorry, but I am unable Hey, don't think I don't know what you're doing You stupid twat You went to "L'Amour", Saturday night Red nails and lipstick, dress two sizes too tight His tongue down your throat His hand up your skirt Yeah, I'm a man But it still hurts Slut Whore Cunt I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) You had cock on your mind And cum on your breath Inserted that diaphragm before you left Practicing freelance gynecology Where there's a womb there's a way With you it's for free Slut You fucking whore (whore) You're a cunt (cunt) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) You done it before Time after time Refused to learn your lesson You gave 'til it hurt Thought it was right Only fools make mistakes twice So you sit home, drinking alone Empty bottle in your hand Don't even try to sort out the lies It's worse to try to understand You, you make me hate myself Ahh! I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know you're fucking someone else (He knows you're fucking someone else) I know (He knows) I said I know (He said he knows) I know (he knows) I know (he knows) I know (he knows) I know (he knows) I know (he knows) I know (he knows) I know
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