Dead hands clutch my arm
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The smell of death fills the air
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Her fragrance,
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Her carcass reanimates.
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Oh, if you need me
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I'll be tying a rope to the tree
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Where our love used to be.
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I've took down every photo of us and buried them at sea.
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I've took down every photo of us and buried them at sea.
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Don't worry dearest
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Beauty is only skin deep.
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Psyche!
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Your beauty is no more.
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So why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore.
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Your beauty is no more.
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So why don't you just fuck yourself you stupid fucking whore.
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Well I should of known,
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Not to look into her eyes
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I'm cast to stone,
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Her glare was my demise!
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Medusa.
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Medusa.
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Your beauty is no more.
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So why don't you just fuck yourself you fucking whore.
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Dead hands clutch my arm
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The smell of death fills the air
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Her fragrance,
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Her carcass reanimates.
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Since you left me, things have never been the same.
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Hour by hour, day by day.
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Your memory will fade away.
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Every sunrise, every sunset
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Will help me to forget your name,
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Your smile, your eyes
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Medusa.
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Decapitate her and bring her head to athena
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Unlike her sisters, She ain't no deathless God.
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This is for everytime you stabbed me in the back
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For every notch in your bed post
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This is for everytime you stabbed me in the back
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For every notch in your bed post
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(I Used To Make Out With) Medusa
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Bring Me The Horizon |