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Your dress is lined with blood, |
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You look so much better in red. |
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And with your throat open, |
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Your body twitches and squirms, |
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As you suffocate on your own blood. |
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With your last thoughts |
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I hope you think of everything |
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I've ever done for you, |
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And how you left me to lie in my buried agony. |
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I will never let myself sink that low again. |
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But I'll let my knife sink deeper for reparations you bitch. |
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Your eyes are getting heavy, |
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But I won't let this end so quickly no, |
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I want to watch your suffer. |
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I see your lifeless corpse, |
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And I can't help but laugh. |
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You brought this upon yourself, |
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Another wretched soul being slowly dragged to hell. |
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This is the last life you fuck, |
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You're dead you fucking slut. |