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Murder ascends its beautiful face and sides with me |
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Everlasting sound is sweet |
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All I wanted to not be alone |
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But still you always leave me |
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I want your eyes fixed on me |
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So I can watch them as you scream |
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And you were so beautiful |
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But now you'll rot and I'll celebrate to your hate |
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And no one will see your face |
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And no one will dare speak your name |
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I won't remember your eyes |
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I won't remember the jealousy |
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What choice is left for me? |
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What choice is left for me? |
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This is a war I must take |
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To wash these hands clear from choices that I've made |
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This will be your saving grace |
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Oh, I'm not impressed |
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Still not impressed |
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I'm not impressed |
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Still not impressed |
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Now you'll rot |
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Now you'll rot |
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Now you'll rot |
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Now you'll rot |
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Go |
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I won't remember your eyes |
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I won't remember the jealousy |
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I won't remember your face |
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And I'll forever curse your name |
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Curse your name |
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Curse your name |
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I want your eyes fixed on me |
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So I can watch them as you scream |
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I want your eyes fixed on me |
