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kaneda7 - dead doves كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
​nightmarehouse
eyes wide shut
look, don’t touch
rosey cheeks on a winter day
a subtle nod followed by a blush
rushing pressure on the skull, crushing
l_sting, thought of final breaths, blushing
it should be easy, passing
i don’t wanna be buried, i’m scared of dark
and yet, it’s like walking through mud
a steak set ablaze like she’s joan of arc

[pre_chorus]
tears and snot running down, coupled with a smile
bathroom covered head to toe with birthday cake and bile
scary faces grinning in the corner of your eye
sleeping soundly, then you feel claws creeping up your thighs
they can see your soul behind your eyes
a puppy in the pound, not even given a “goodbye”
a dove with clipped wings, still trying to fly
dolled up vhs running so we’ll look cute when we die

[chorus]
masks at your door, halloween
crying coupled with screams
strangers in a circle, chanting, cheering for your suffering
scary stories with flashlights
we’re going where you won’t need eyes
sunken cheeks, decaying skin, constricted by ripped tights
myriad of ballerinas, she’s lost, no one has seen her
lucky rabbit’s paw on a keychain, it was faux
an unknown portrait above jane doe
[bridge]
somebody upstairs, walking back and forth last night
just banging on some sort of metal or something, i couldn’t get to sleep at all
and this is for you
you wanted sleeping pills
yes
mind you, ms. pass, aside from not going to sleep, n0body has woken up from the dream

[pre_chorus]
tears and snot running down, coupled with a smile
bathroom covered head to toe with birthday cake and bile
scary faces grinning in the corner of your eye
sleeping soundly, then you feel claws creeping up your thighs
they can see your soul behind your eyes
a puppy in the pound, not even given a “goodbye”
a dove with clipped wings, still trying to fly
dolled up vhs running so we’ll look cute when we die

[chorus]
masks at your door, halloween
crying coupled with screams
strangers in a circle, chanting, cheering for your suffering
scary stories with flashlights
we’re going where you won’t need eyes
sunken cheeks, decaying skin, constricted by ripped tights
myriad of ballerinas, she’s lost, no one has seen her
lucky rabbit’s paw on a keychain, it was faux
an unknown portrait above jane doe

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