She's as high as corpses, mine
Learn to love or make her crawl
Iron fist
Iron heart
She was made to tear apart
She's as clear as blackened smug
Now she'll be broken gun
f*** tramp, have you seen her
I tried to love, but now i'll beat her
h-e-r-p-e-s; i can smell through her dress
h-e-r-p-e-s; that's a fact, mother knows best
Disease stopped my heart
Horrid thoughts i'm sure you have
She's the one bring me to life
Stab her with my hunting knife
f*** tramp, have you seen her
I tried to love, but now i'll bet her
After death, it's not over
She's my bloody 4-leaf clover
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These feelings I have uncovered,
These feelings I have looked into,
I want you to be smothered,
You're the one I'm more into.
I thank you for your presence,
Your beauty, like a dove!
I just want to give you this present:
It's a thing called my love.