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Murder Most Foul

アーティスト:Bride 

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I let her sink, she'd hate to wake, I ripped her lips off of her face And store them now, with her guts in a jar. I can't take, I hate the way, That blood runs in your fuckin veins. Don't mess with this, bitch, Your fucking blood will fill an empty vial, with your guts. Yeah bitch. Isn't it obvious? You will die. You regret something you'll never see. And I refuse to die alone, (I know) I saw into blood, Meet my fucking end. And just this keeps her busy, Found out what she hates. And I know, that I won't be able to keep marrow of my date. Anticipating, I picked her like a string, Every picture made for me, so fuckin fake. Stay awake through this or I'll


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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