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My baby has a swollen face |
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Long stiff limbs |
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Them eyes are black pits |
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Of a place where I've been |
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Her hair is long |
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Still smells like mud |
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She answered to my kiss |
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With a rotten tongue |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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Her body is cold |
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Well it's gonna get colder |
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But my love will ignite |
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What was left to smoulder |
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I move my hips |
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In her I am home |
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I'll keep on loving |
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Till the marrow dries from her bones |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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All day |
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I stay by her side |
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But death has a claim |
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And a right to my bride |
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I shut the doors |
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Pull the curtains and hide |
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I heard something moving |
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Somewhere outside |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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No death can tear us apart |
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But death comes a sneaking in |
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Trough the keyholes |
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He's clever and he knows |
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What's beneath the floorboards |
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Death comes to feast |
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Like a greedy hungry beast |
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He wants it all |
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And here he crawls |
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Here he crawls |
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Here he crawls |
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Here he crawls... |
