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The Dead Roses
The Dead Roses,
Lay Them In The Coffin,
Until One Turns Black,
Then A Cut Appears On My Skin.
The Black Broken Roses,
That I Hold In My Hands,Along With Your Wedding Band.
The Dead Roses,
Lay Them On Top Of The Coffin Until I Awake.
The Dead Roses,
Pick Off A Petal,One At a Time,
Until You Hear My Agonizing Screams,
The Red,
Almost Dead Roses,
Fade Away Slowly.
The Dead Roses.,
That Lie In The Coffin..
Pick off a Petal,One At a Time.
Until You Realize You Just Ended My Life
Lay Them In The Coffin,
Until One Turns Black,
Then A Cut Appears On My Skin.
The Black Broken Roses,
That I Hold In My Hands,Along With Your Wedding Band.
The Dead Roses,
Lay Them On Top Of The Coffin Until I Awake.
The Dead Roses,
Pick Off A Petal,One At a Time,
Until You Hear My Agonizing Screams,
The Red,
Almost Dead Roses,
Fade Away Slowly.
The Dead Roses.,
That Lie In The Coffin..
Pick off a Petal,One At a Time.
Until You Realize You Just Ended My Life
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