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Gentlemen Prefer Blood
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J a G
Come on and do it make a martyr outta me Come on and do it you know these aching parts of me
These wrists that long for syringes and poison razor blades This skull aches for cold steel and my soul pines for the grave
Parents hate your children throw them to the wolves Chew them up and spit em were all cannibals Feeding on the young to keep yourselves alive Is it any wonder we choose suicide
Come on and do it Make a martyr outta me Come on and do it You know these aching parts are
up writing for days and my arms are weak 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Sustenance is cigarettes and bags of tweak Haven't spoke for days but my brain wont stop Got a million journals to contain my thoughts
I cut my hand off to put this pen down Id tear my throat up to get these word out
For every loving child that is taught to hate Lord hear our prayer For every lost soul resigned to their fate Lord hear our prayer Purgatory is closed they left no lights on Lord hear our prayer This ones for my nephew John Lord hear our prayer
Come on and do it…
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