Don't you know what you're doing
You've got a death wish

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Suicide blonde was the color of her hair
Like a cheap distraction for a new affair
She knew it would finish before it began
Wow baby I think you lost the plan

You want to make her суп из ссаных блох
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She stripped to the beat but her clothes stay on
White light everywhere but you can't see a thing
Such a squeeze
mad sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there

Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery like rain across the land
Don't you see the color of deception
Turning your world around again

That's the story