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Like all the blood you’ve been painting on the streets Signs to nowhere, ya your big man, but nobody cares
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I walk to this girl, I gave her a rose And one word to keep her on her toes
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And they're ain't no wishing when you got the magic at your fingers
So I make her a believer, follow everything I say
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That falls will drown the floor you walk upon
No more friends to walk among
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I'm up too early And I'm a little worried
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Crack is whakc Snap back to yourself
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Can you smell the scent of dying flesh pervade your nose? Every moment you spent to prepare,
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Suprise! Suprise! I can see in your eyes:
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Baby can't you see? We're going wild, and I can see you smile cruelly
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Yout thought you could look away You thought you wouldn't see my face
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The weather couldn't be better But I miss her tender touch
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Can you feel the bliss when I kiss you?
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Those posters of 'Wanted', littered Upon the floor
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The blood red rose lying at my toes extinguishes the look The wild stare of the vixen in waiting
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She has her curly head turned away Soft, copper hair molds to the angles of your face
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Rose bed legs breed tiny seeds Sprouted and shouting wild and free
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I will celebrate with my love
And above us the sky will shine bright
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Don't talk to me standing there Your lies are said, your lies are dead
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Suicide for a morphine high He's all bandanged up now
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Im-ages
Are caressing my thoughts as I walk down the road
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Soft spoken voices Of women by the river
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Don't walk on the park grass It's not allowed
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The Earth is weeping A sad daughter's petals have wilted and
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You played right into the game But today it didn't end the same you
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I couldn't help to hold back my fist Quit the game early cause ya know I've had enough of it
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Her captivating body lingers
Beautiful curls cast spells of shadows to dance on her face in the sun
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Clowns are cool, they're just like me Making jokes at you and laughing uncontrollably
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You thought you had a witness
But bitch I don't protect it
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That Stevie b z is a succubbuss
Stole our best friend from us
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She can't look you in the eyes anymore
She's runs for the door when you come home
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All across your brown eyed curls
Flags of your beauty unfurl
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Don't look back
You'll only get mad, or maybe you'll be sad
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Captive dancers
Smooth, resinous scents of burning oil and herbs
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