| Skin has parted now
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| Even as she choked, calm she collected
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| The dramatic effect on me Only the purest of killers could love
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| This soft strain of the requiem
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| And I’m keeping prefect time
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| (Chorus)
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| A song is tasteful on her tongue
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| Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet
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| And that’s all I have to say
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| I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette
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| As I whisper our duet
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| For all of the pain and suffering,
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| It’s the least she can do, to relieve this hurt
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| But I’ll leave it all behind at the scene of the crime
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| Where she found her wedding ring
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| Tied to a, Tied to a,
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| Promise six feet underground
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| (Chorus)
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| A song is tasteful on her tongue
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| Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet
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| And that’s all I have to say
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| I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette
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| As I whisper our duet
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| Every imperfection is a solemn stare
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| To suffocate the fall and blanket the burial
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| It’s a saccharine smile that I refuse to wear
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| It’s all I hear anymore
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| So just let it go Like your gravestone
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| Is weathered by the snowfall
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| (Chorus)
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| A song is tasteful on her tongue
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| Now that it’s trapped beneath my feet
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| And that’s all I have to say
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| I’ll miss your jagged lips bent around a cigarette
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| As I whisper our duet
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| Yeah! |