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CI am the boy your mother wanted you to meet But I am Ambroken and torn with heels at my feet
FAnd with your purest light why don't you shine on me? CWell I should have been an angel. But I'm too dumb to speak.
CNow as she gets nearer, the visions get cleAmarer.
I'm kneeling, weeping. I will hold her dear.
Oh, IFf your eyes water, you've got your favorite number to Cspin
And oAmh,ohhhFhhhhhChhhhhGhhhChhhhhhhhhh
what a crying
Amshame, a crying shFame What we becCame G C
Murdered my throat, screaming bloody all night Hit him with a book and how he crumbles Oh you should have seen the arches tumble Their golden no more Now I'm smiling in my blood I'm caught in a whirlwind I'm going to heaven I'm standing on trial and it's painted on canvas An eternal testament to how we are so animalistic And oh, what a crying shame, what a crying shame What we became I bow my head in the morning light and say goodnight I held her hand and I, I kissed her eyes Stumbled down the stairs and hang my self on high And I started for the town that i have a front yard And died