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My first love was an arsonist |
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Black eyes, deep set and avarice |
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Red lips built like a tomb |
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You'll never get out of this (some day I'll see to this) |
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And moonlight |
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I found would bow |
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To her slender hand stretched out |
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Fingers inside your heart and your mind |
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You'll never get out of this (some day I'll see to this) |
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Boy...And |
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I'll tell you when it's over |
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I'll tell you when you can leave |
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I'll tell you when you cried long enough |
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Til your blood fills my cup |
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And my footsteps, they hung in your hallways enough |
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For you to be truly haunted (baby, by me) |
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My first love was a murderer |
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Before I ever got to her |
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Tongue so sharp and serpentine |
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Waltz to remember her (I'll call you later) |
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And I heard a curse being born |
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Forming each finger and forming each thorn |
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Til I became like a stone |
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Things never got better (but I'll call you later) |
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And practicing lies to drip like red wine off her lips |
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And I'll tell you when it's over |
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I'll tell you when you can leave |
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I'll tell you when you cried long enough |
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Til your blood fills my cup |
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My footsteps, they hung in your hallways enough |
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For you to be truly haunted |
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And I'll tell you when it's over |
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I'll tell you when you can leave |
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I'll tell you when you cried long enough |
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Til your blood fills my cup |
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My footsteps, they hung in your hallways enough |
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For you to be truly haunted(When your blood starts counting losses) |
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When your blood counts it's losses(When your blood starts counting losses) |
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When your blood counts it's losses(When your blood starts counting losses) |
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When your blood counts it's losses |
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Sirens they come and the sirens they leave |
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Sirens they come and the sirens they leave |
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Sirens they come and the sirens they leave |
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Sirens they come and the sirens they leave |