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The music her hair used to make goes with the wind |
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It's listened by the animals, the night breeds |
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Her head lies on the bloody rocks |
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Staring to a mute sky full of doubts |
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Bitch, your mine under dessert's sky |
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Screams and laments will fill the night |
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I just wanna fuck you |
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May my words make you fly? |
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I prefer to see the falling of their grace |
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They won't get me 'cause I'm just their disease |
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Cold blooded disease |
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Ladykiller's my name |
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Cold blooded disease |
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I rape |
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Your nipples dance with my teeth |
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I pull them out to the extreme |
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I just wanna hurt you |
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Black hair dances with the wind |
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I wish to see you tied, dirty, confused |
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I wish to see you undressed, trembling, confused |
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I wanna cut you up tonight |
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I wanna chop you off |