In Love & Death Lyrics - 2004

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They'll clean up the mess
If we go at the same time
Said I stabbed you to death
And you lied to the Angel
The night I stuffed it all in
Like I cut up your mouth
Well then we
If we cut out the bad

This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I couldn
You lost your head
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You couldn
Cant stay in heaven
I told the angels

Whoa whoa
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
I couldn
You lost your head
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You couldn
I lost my head

And the abuse they
Then I thought of your petals
I have thought of rose petals most perfectly pure
And laughed as you just hung there
Let you chew up the glass
Watched me kick out the chair
Watched you bite into the bottle

This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You couldn
I lost my head


I lost my head
Yeah you stabbed me to death
Like I cut up your angels
If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
I asked the devil