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her veil was left untouched, her dress a platform to lift up, her face was painted white.White to red to black she's dead, they sacrificed the one that read don't trust in what they've said
eyes seeped into the dirt pile tomb,that spun her spine to make more room,her veins are flowers blossoming
behind the willow tree, that's where her daughter left to weep She knew her mothers love.To be torn between the truths, the lies they told her of the crimes the ones her mother laid.
Eyes seeped into the dirt pile tomb,that spun her spine to make more room,her veins are flowers blossoming
eyes and soul were beautifulto see a heart it grows to watch a light it goes fading between the white and black lines, she had a voice, yet she had no choice, her neck was painted red, the motives took the heads before they rooted her up from the ground she fed
fear was blinding my insides,love wrapped me up too tight to forget what I once was to waste a moment for a cause that eats me up alive to prove that nothing's wrong
eyes seeped into the dirt pile tombthat spun my spine to make more roommy veins are flowers blossoming
eyes and soul were beautifulto see a heart it grows to watch a light it goes fading between the white and black lines, she had a voice, yet she had no choice, her neck was painted red, the motives took the heads before they rooted her up from the ground she fed
eyes and soul were beautifulto see a heart it growsto watch my light it goesfading between the white and black lines I fed I won't drag my head I won't go to bed wake up children run I won't grab the gun
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