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The Prize Fighter Inferno
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Our Darling Daughter You Are, Little Cecillia Marie
作词:Claudio Paul Sanchez
To your knees, this daily passion You don't feel anything You couldn't raise the knife across him But would you dare ask anyone
To take away all the blame? What if you, aren't responsible? Would it ease this life a little To see him buried instead?
The sweat of your back now sticks to the carpet As he moves himself out from the press You couldn't ask for a better father The words once expressed from your mouth
Now eat them away, or take to the grave You're a pretty girl, honey If he would just die Then I might be happy, mother
So count to sleep my dearest Martha You know you should, but you won't leave Arthur Would it not be for you, then please for the children 'Cos if you won't, they will, if you won't, they will 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 And maybe for them, maybe them
This is the last, you'll say in the shower As your blood curves a path When mixed with the water I'll do it myself so it's done
To the right of all ways, I will bury his grave I'm a pretty girl, funny Out from the woods a light burns in shadow A notice to a girl with a gun
So count to sleep my dearest Martha You know you should, but you won't leave Arthur Would it not be for you, then please for the children 'Cos if you won't, they will, if you won't, they will And maybe for them, maybe them
So count to sleep my dearest Martha You know you should, but you won't leave Arthur Would it not be for you, then please for the children 'Cos if you won't, they will, if you won't, they will And maybe for them, maybe them
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