I cut my girfriend up with a chainsaw.
Cut her 'til
Can't you see it
feel it in the air
Don't you see
Everytime I get a little, I need a little more.
Never
Through the lace I see your hidden face
In your eyes
In my room, I've been waiting for you.
In my room,
Nothing, nothing, nothing left inside
Love, love, nothing left inside
Pain in
Have we created a plaster christ?
To hang crooked on our
Nightfall comes around again,
Pull the shades down, coldness my only
Start again Satan is in, witch trials begin once again
Christian
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