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Ripped apart with your mouth glued, you must hear our story.
Infested by love I saw you, walking alone.

"The only noise in the night were your heels clicking on the sidewalk"

Your ice cold skin,
your sweet perfume,
ended up doing my head in,
I finally had to meet you.

I said hello, you spat in my face.
In my bed we made love,
you were dead I was hard.

In my bed we made love,
you were dead I was hard.
After the after cigarette,
I ripped you apart.
Body Bag

I said hello, you spat in my face.
In my bed we made love,
you were dead I was hard.

These chains of depravation,
claim for your mutilation.

In my good fridge, a body bag,
Filled with arms, and another bag,
with all your heads,
I love you all,
From Angela,
To Zeo.

I said hello, you spat in my face.
In my bed we made love, you were dead I was hard.

Welcome to my collection!

Welcome to my good fridge.

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