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She's alive screamed |
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Dr. Frankenstein |
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From his laboratory, this dead body |
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I'll Give it life |
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This monster's gonna be your bride |
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All these stitches in your face, hold it all |
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In place I only wanna destroy life so then |
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I can Recreate |
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You're a walking beauty queen built from |
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Dead things |
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But I didn't give you a heart |
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And left you with a thousand scars |
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And now here comes the bride |
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On this horrifying night |
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She's the bride, she's the bride |
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She's the bride of |
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Frankenstein |
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Dig up bodies from their graves |
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Or on the gallows where they hang |
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I making monsters from a 1000 dead |
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Corpses Is my only claim to fame |
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All the beauty lies behind the blood, guts |
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And gore I know you can't buy love |
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That's why |
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I made a monster |
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And now the wedding bells are ringing |
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On this horrifying night |
