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Post by Darknessfalls on Oct 27, 2006 20:14:19 GMT -5
You can see her whenever it rains From Rome to New Orleans dancing on the graves Burden by the heart she loves her sunglasses after dark And every single day her little life falls apart She's out to look so macabre and alone She's close to hook on her dying Just like a gothic girl Lost in the darken world My lil' gothic girl Darkerside jewel are your razor cuts for real baby You can see she's on her road to ruin Stigmata from crucifixion on her pale white skin Tribal pagan art she loves her tatooed egyptian mark And every single day her love will tear us apart www.youtube.com/watch?v=-br-ErKFyUo
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