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Tekster: The Deadlights. Whores.

Sister, sister
I cry my eyes sore
But no one listens to me
My head is pounding
my wrists are bleeding
My life means nothing to me
You'll realize you've lost your mind when you see the world through my eyes
And now we learn
Our souls will burn
Can you wash the blood from my hands
Mother may i relieve my burden unload my guilt unto you?
My thoughts betray me and jesus hates me
It all leads back to you
You realize you have to die when you see the world through my eyes
And now learn the blood from my hands?
No!
Whore!
Live
Your life in disgrace
Go whore
Your lifes a lie
FUCK
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