I met her at the cemetary
She was dressed like a horror queen
A leather jacket and a pierced lip
With a serial killer grin
I knew right there she was the one
A mistress straight from hell
It took me a while until I noticed
The faint, familiar smell
Gasoline, the girl of my dreams
A lighter in her hand
She said it's to make those damn Chistians
Fucking understand
She lights up my world
My churchburner girl
She lights up my world (lights up my world)
My churchburner girl
A little girl with matches
The devil's bastard child
The way she burns those churches, man
It makes my heart go wild
Gasoline, the girl of my dreams
A lighter in her hand
She said it's to make those damn Chistians
Fucking understand
Satan's spawn, my very own
Piromaniac beast
She's got those firestarter eyes
That I just can't resist
She lights up my world
My churchburner girl
She burns them so good!
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