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Dripping blood on your sunday dress
So much baggage, a f**king mess.
Day after day, a life on the ropes.
No use waiting for any hope.
You're just a waste of my breath.
Hope you dig the flowers I wont send.
This time baby, you can't leave.
Pray to that god you'll never see.
You're going to scream when you burn.

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Songwriter(s): Glen Anthony Henry, Gary Malke, Lars Boege, Sven 'Rasen' Severin, Lars Severin
Publisher(s): Wonder World Music Publishing, Edition Tonofen, Edition Elijah, Antenna Musik Ed.
Record Label(s): 2004 Equal Vision Records, Inc
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