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The House That Father Built (Death Part 1)

Wake up it's all over
I know you killed them 
But with blood on our father hands
You'er go into the light 

The goodnight it's fine 
Don't you cry and go back to sleep
I know god is sinking into your skin
If a crooked smile could sing
Would you asks for more 

So with this could you kiss me 
I know I'll show my red
But I'll show my true colours 
So put your tongue to sleep 
I'll tuck it in real tight

Everyone has to go someday
So drop your thoughts of lust in my pocket 
I'll keep it on command
You won't feel anything after the kiss
I'll lick your fresh and sew you up nice and tight
We all have to go someday

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◄ Ashes, Ashes

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Damon Blackery

Sun 15th Apr 2018 22:15

Do you get? lol

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