Save me truly,
from mortal sin--
I can feel it
creeping in...
'bout to hurt
someone tonight;
I'm still wrapped up
but it ain't tight.
You're pushing me--
all in my face--
really need my zone,
my space...
If I have to choose
I fear you'll lose;
if it comes to
'me or you--
you must decide,'
I hate to tell ya--
it'll be homicide.
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