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killfranklyn - sunday's best كلمات الأغنية

black suits
marching
inside
one by one

red dress
blond hair
good book
side by side

children
laughing
two by two

these praise demanding revelation
my diaries exist only eternal
crawling across the floor
looking though the mirror
leaning to the face of love
you watch the problem

existence

dying
tearing
laughing
mother cries
round up upon
seeing all my life
almost grown up
children’s love
stirring into the mirror
i crumble through your fingers
your eyes beginning to bleed
never еnding religion
i tear the faith
you’rе losing you faith
from this the body of christ is suicide

my imagination
could rule the world
angel dressed in bl__dy sheets
hands fade to black
children laugh
mothers crying
ffom your steamline
not coming back you bare it for life

suffering for these lies
thought i’d raise my hands
pray to god for this pain
for this suffering
to find the end of god
he’s about the ride to ride to ride

- killfranklyn

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