Otep - Tortured lyrics

and it was a Sunday morning eye think

and

eye think both my parents were still asleep

eye remember

eye was gonna play sick so eye wouldn't have to go to church that day

[don't stop]

[don't stop]

and eye turned over

and there he was

[my beloved]

[my beloved]

holding a pillow

he smelled of sweat & regret

and he said ....

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh