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I guess something is better than nothing, maybe we will wait and see He said I'm the one they call price, I can set you free the one they go to for advice, on their debauchery He said nothing is really ever free, free yourself from reality inside her head a porcelain doll smash up, and torn to shreds see the broken bones of lovers strewn across her bed the ****** ***** of the Antichrist, things that don't make any sense walk with me into the after life, in life and in death She did something you thought she would never do surprise you the magic that she spins,trapped me in that web with you ******* on me now and then, but there is no way to win I'm the one that they come to with the wagges of their sin knocking at your door soaked in blood wondering if shell let me in but she knows I can protect her from the demons and darkness within The parasites and they monsters that crawl under the skin remember nothing is for free baby, paying waiting to begin
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
Web Of Sin
I guess something is better than nothing, maybe we will wait and see He said I'm the one they call price, I can set you free the one they go to for advice, on their debauchery He said nothing is really ever free, free yourself from reality inside her head a porcelain doll smash up, and torn to shreds see the broken bones of lovers strewn across her bed the ****** ***** of the Antichrist, things that don't make any sense walk with me into the after life, in life and in death She did something you thought she would never do surprise you the magic that she spins,trapped me in that web with you ******* on me now and then, but there is no way to win I'm the one that they come to with the wagges of their sin knocking at your door soaked in blood wondering if shell let me in but she knows I can protect her from the demons and darkness within The parasites and they monsters that crawl under the skin remember nothing is for free baby, paying waiting to begin
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Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 5:53 AM UTC
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