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/ 14 Years Old / Cute / Two-Stepper / Energetic /
I felt safe, and she's been singing out of tune.
Just then I was Flying to the Moon.
Fake, fake, flowers, fake funeral.
You can't put the life back into this hospital ward.
The love scenes grafted to the sky are making me cry.
Let me introduce you to a new phrase. New York noose for a New York Slave.
All I feel is pain, it seems today.
A dark angel leads me to evil far beyond the grave.
Declares me a phantom demon I don't know.
It just cannot be defined.
At hell this reflection stares at me.
And then I lose my mind.
It betrays me.
Oh, in hell I'll burn in flames.
If looks could kill then death would be my name.
Whoa oh, in hell I'll burn in flames.
So come inside the fires feel.
Angel of Death is bloodied now,
Pleased my one desire.
Tortured, scored that strike
Against the fear, it feeds the fire.
Near me now, the demons son.
Bruiser I'm the one.
Erase my soul for all your sins can never be undone.
I can't contain it.
Oh, in hell I burn in flames.
If looks could kill then death would be my name.
Whoa oh, in hell I burn in flames.
So come inside the fires feel the pain.
Here's the pain .
The pain.
Oh, in hell I burn in flames.
And if looks could kill then death would be my name.
Whoa oh, in hell I burn in flames
So come inside the fires feel the pain.
Feel the pain...
Feel the pain...
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