Murder, question for the hour
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Should she paint the town red again?
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Such an act of compassion,
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such a waste of life
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She awakes her smile with the keys in her hand
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Pretty facial mod with the tire marks in his skin
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He'll wait to forgive you
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He'll lose this time and never win
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Like clockwork, oh how the tables have turned
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This tragic play of cards you've been dealt
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Fall in love, lose your life
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Back and forth again, it's suicide
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Love is suicide, it's freedoms child
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She couldn't bear the pain
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Broken skies beyond the diagnosed,
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fade the sun to black and wait for the ghost.
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Love is suicide, it's freedom's child
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She couldn't bear the pain
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No sense to beg for mercy
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No sense to reconcile now
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Makin' Love To A Murderer
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| Ligeia |
