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Anyway, because I'm feeling shippy and stuff, here's some words. It's on the list of MostFavoritestSongsEvaaa. Check out that ending and dig the Spuffy.

Got a letter from a messenger
I read it when it came
It said that you were wounded
You were bound and chained
You had love and you were handled
You were poisoned you were pained
Oh no you were naked, you were shamed

You could almost touch heaven
Right there in front of you
Liberty just slipped away on us
Now there's so much work to do
The door that closes tightly
Is the door than can swing wide
Oh no not expecting to collide

For a minute I let my guard down
Not afraid to be found out
I completely forgot, dear
What our fears were all about
Oh no there's no need to be without

If there's a chance I would take it
This desire I can't kill
Take my heart please don't break it
I will crawl to your foothill

I'm frightened but I'm coming
Please baby please lay still
Oh no
Oh no
I'm not coming for the kill

Oh no

I'm not coming for the kill.

-The Tea Party, 'The Messenger'