Turn- her over, a candle is lit I see through her.
Blow- it out and, save all her ashes for me.
Curse me- sold her, the poison that runs it's course through her.
Pale- white skin with strawberry gashes all over, all over.
Watch me, fault her.
You're living like a disaster.
She said, "kill me faster"
With strawberry gashes all over.
Called her over, and asked her if she was improoving.
She said - "feels fine, it's wonderful wonderful here."
Hex me - told her.
I drempt of a devil that knew her.
Pale - white skin with strawberry gashes all over, all over.
Watch me, fault her.
You're living like a disaster.
She said, "kill me faster"
With strawberry gashes all over, all over.
I play quiet, waiting for her voice to say:
"Some things you lose, and somethings you just give away"
Scold me, failed her.
If only I held on tighter, to her.
Pale white skin, blood twisted and withered away from me, from me.
Watch me, lose her.
It's almost like losing myself.
Give her my soul and let them take somebody else get away from me.
Watch me, fault her.
You're living like a disaster.
She said, "kill me faster"
With strawberry gashes all over, all over - me.
Writer(s): Robin Moulder, Clint Walsh, Jessicka, Michelle Inhell
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