Haste Revenge Tastes Like Blood and Broken Teeth Letras:
Parade your black-heart, a Judas kiss laced with
nicotine. With a chance to know you, some parts
are best left unseen. Slapped in the face with the
will it takes to love someone. A confidant or a
brother, betrayal comes in many forms. Say
good-bye with three words and pray this won't
happen again. If you can live with yourself that
doesn't mean you are innocent or guilty. "The
suffering of Christ washes us clean." Give of
yourself not completely. Selfish denail, thoughts
words cannot embrace. Trading passion for passion
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and holding onto the thread that keeps us in
place. Still masquerading the acts a wine stain
won't erase. Wrap it up as a mistake, pretend your
first time is the last. Say good-bye with three
words and pray this won't happen again. If you can
live with yourself, that doesn't mean you are
innocent or guilty. "The suffering of Christ
washes us clean." Give of yourself not
completely. The deepest scars are made by the push
of familiar blades. Constructing an enem with the
most familiar things. However complicated we can
make the exchange. Say good-bye with three words
and pray this won't happen again. The deepest
scars are made by the most familiar blades.
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