Sångtext I Killed The Prom Queen: Your Shirt Would Look Better With A Columbian Neck-Tie

Your Shirt Would Look Better With A Columbian Neck-Tie


Rock;

Once I've drawn my final painful breath,
And disfigured any beauty my mind has of you;
This princess of pain can be ended elegantly,
With no distaste,
No fear of soul decay;
I felt betrayed for so long,
I can't let go,
These failures dragged me down;

I whither away;

I will never forgive or forget,
A constant reminder,
Your lifeless heart on a rope around my neck;
A keepsake from (A keepsake from),
This rusted love;

We are falling,
Fast to the ground;
We are falling;
We are falling;
We are falling;
Fast to the ground;

I'd bite into your face,
Just to be close to your eyes;
I've discarded such beauty,
In a past lifetime;
I'll stitch my own insides,
To the highest tree;
A keepsake from this love,
That you wish upon me;

The princess of pain,
Can be ended elegantly;
With no distaste,
No fear of soul decay;
I felt betrayed for so long,
I can't let go,

I will never forgive or forget,
A constant reminder,
Your lifeless heart on a rope around my neck;
A keepsake from (A keepsake from),
This rusted love;

Everyone here;
Everyone here;
Who breathes will fucking die;
Who breathes will fucking die;







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