| Dead hands clutch my arm
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| the smell of death fills the air-
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| her fragrance,
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| her carcass reanimates.
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| if you need me ill be tying a rope to the tree
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| were our love used to be.
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| ive took every photo of us and buried them at sea.
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| don’t worry dearest, beauty is only skin deep.
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| sike!
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| your beauty is no more.
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| so why don’t you just fuck yourself you fucking whore.
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| «well i should of know, not to look into her eyes
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| I’m cast to stone, her glare was my demise»
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| medusa.
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| since you left me, things have never been the same.
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| but hour by hour, day by day. |
| your memory will fade away.
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| every sunrise, every sunset, will help me to forget.
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| your name, your smile, your eyes- medusa.
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| decapitate her and bring her head to athena
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| unlike her sisters, she ain’t no deathless god.
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| this is for every-time you stabbed me in the back
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| for every notch in your bed post |