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The Bronx - Three Dead Sisters şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: The Bronx

albüm: The Bronx (II)


Lay her to rest
Of violence and a cold encryption
Empty casket
Send her to hell with no prescriptions
Glue a mirror to the inside of her empty coffin
So she can stare at her dead face
And follow her new faith home
All the way straight to hell
Dark skies
No flowers
No need for visiting hours
Lower the trash
And let the goddamn earth come and search for treasure
Cause who's going to love you
Now that no one can penetrate you
No one can hear you cum
So follow your new faith home
All the way
All the way back to hell
Because as far as we can tell
There isn't any way
She has to pay
I'm sorry but it's true
You can't save anyone
From her first love to her bastard son
For all of the things that she's done
Dear god, I can't wait to finally meet you
You selfish cunt
You've got some explaining to do
Cause we only wish we knew
Anyway, she has to pay
I'm sorry but it's true
Cause you can't save anyone
From her first love to her bastard son
For all of the things that she's done
Dear god, I can't wait to finally meet you
I'm stuck out of place
In California

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