| You can’t kill my heart, it’s dead
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| Oh don’t try to guess my name
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| It’s way more than trick or treat
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| I’m from hell no damn picnic
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| They say evil leads nowhere
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| But see there it got me here
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| I bet you can fall for me
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| Just as easy as pretty please
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| I must fight you with me the strengths of hundred thousand gods
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| I’m afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
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| Look straight in my eyes
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| We cannot linger this black september
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| I’m tired of lusting cause of you
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| We can not prevail come down November, December
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| I’m telling you now
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| We cannot continue this charade no
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| So much to loose, nothing to win
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| Unless, unless we’re both cut
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| So they lived ever happily
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| But that’s not written for me
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| Kings and Queens should always be
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| Like the fairytales we read
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| Its ironic how forbidden fruit
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| Always grows in knowledge trees
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| Just a bite won’t hurt a bit
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| We will share like lions will
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| I must fight you with the strengths of hundred thousand gods
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| Oh Sometimes when you loose, you win
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| I’m afraid if I look at you I might turn to stone
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| The cut is so deep
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| It feels like a winter always grows inside of me
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| My lips are dry shut
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| But yet your soft kiss bitterly liberating me
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| My hands are so cold
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| I can’t wait until you will be holding them again
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| The cut is so deep
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| It’s feeding my hunger for your skin against my skin
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| I can’t let you go
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| Monday always starts up with a bang
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| Tuesday always ends up with an accident
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| Waiting for the black September
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| Hope that my body does not dismember |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black September, artist - The Murder of My Sweet. Album song Bye Bye Lullaby, in the genre Эпический метал