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Picnics At The Cemetery

Black tie
Landslides
Black candles and red wine
Live and let die
No manners needed on our bedside

Basket filled to the brim
Going out on a limb
I'll hire a hearse to come and pick you up
We'll dance on a tombstone until the sun comes up

Picnics in the graveyard
Feeding our depraved hearts
IMAGO
Written by IMAGO (Viwe Lugongolo)
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