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Precious Things歌词
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    Precious Things
    Tori Amos ( Little Earthquakes )
    So I ran faster
    But it caught me here
    Yes, my loyalties turned
    Like my ankle in the seventh grade
    Running after Billy
    Running after the rain
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break their hold over me
    He said you're really an ugly girl
    But I like the way you play
    And I died
    But I thanked him
    Can you believe that sick
    Holding onto his picture
    Dressing up everyday
    I wanna smash the faces
    Of those beautiful boys
    Those Christian boys
    So if you can make me cum
    That doesn't make you Jesus
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break their hold over me
    I remember, yes
    In my peach party dress
    No one dared, no one cared
    To tell me where the pretty girls are
    Those demigods
    With their nine-inch nails
    And little facist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them bleed now, let them wash away
    These precious things
  • Precious Things
    Tori Amos ( Little Earthquakes )
    So I ran faster
    But it caught me here
    Yes, my loyalties turned
    Like my ankle in the seventh grade
    Running after Billy
    Running after the rain
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break their hold over me
    He said you're really an ugly girl
    But I like the way you play
    And I died
    But I thanked him
    Can you believe that sick
    Holding onto his picture
    Dressing up everyday
    I wanna smash the faces
    Of those beautiful boys
    Those Christian boys
    So if you can make me cum
    That doesn't make you Jesus
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break their hold over me
    I remember, yes
    In my peach party dress
    No one dared, no one cared
    To tell me where the pretty girls are
    Those demigods
    With their nine-inch nails
    And little facist panties tucked inside the heart of every nice girl
    These precious things
    Let them bleed, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them break, let them wash away
    These precious things
    Let them bleed now, let them wash away
    These precious things

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