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MURDERDOLLS
16/02/2006 23:06
Well I’d rather cut you than the wedding cake
And your blood cuts on my rented tux
And I do, I do, I do wanna kill you
Til dead do us part, I’ll tear us apart
Now I kiss your cold dead lips
And I dip my chips in the blood that drips
And I smear the cake in your face
Let our God take you to a better place
[pre-chorus]
Well I loved you to death
Well I loved you to death
[chorus]
Die, die, die,
Die my bride
And all you ever meant to me
Was absolutely nothing
And with this ring now I the wed
Don’t wanna kiss you bitch, wanna bash your head
[prechorus, chorus]
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