Just give up your soul to me
Come, my dear and make music with me
Venetian masks and stained glass and
hallucinations
A one way ticket to white picket and
reformation
Come and we'll be what we want to be
We'll drown down in the deep deep sea
A pretty face and a fall from grace and
regrets
Our life burns away just like cheap
cigarettes
Come my dear little flower make music
with me
Don't you wanna drown in the crystal
piss sea?
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