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Down the isle, your beauty's blinding |
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All dressed in white, I see you shining, |
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On today, there's not a cloud in the sky, |
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But still I've got this haunting feeling, |
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I fear, this day will end up in tears... |
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Call off the wedding now, |
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bad things are coming down |
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My demons will soon be here |
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Oh yeah! |
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Call off the wedding dear, |
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bad things are drawing near, |
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Oh Lord, my demons are here, |
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Oh yes, my demons are here! |
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Young flower girls, so cute and cuddly, |
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Their heads will roll, so brute and ugly |
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I know their eyes will turn as red as your rose, |
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don't say you'll take me till the end of time, |
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there sounds an ominous chime... |
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Call off the wedding now, |
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bad things are coming down |
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My demons will soon be here |
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Oh yeah! |
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Call off the wedding dear, |
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bad things are drawing near, |
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Oh Lord, my demons are here, |
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Oh yes, my demons are here! |
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Call off the wedding now, |
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bad things are coming down |
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My demons will soon be here |
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Oh yeah! |
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Call off the wedding dear, |
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bad things are drawing near, |
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Oh Lord, my demons are here, |
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Oh yes, my demons are here! |
