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Well I will fight to stay your execution Well I would die to save your soul We've seen trouble and fiery waters And the evil locked to our hearts of gold Yes sometimes you're an abomination Yes sometimes you bury me Well in our grave composition Rotten fingers on my hand Promise me that in the end We will find our true love again Well I have seen all that we have broken I've seen the frames, I've felt the shame But I've seen magic fly from your fingers And shows light, shines more than we believe In this old town you're an abomination Yes sometimes you bury me Well in our grave composition Rotten fingers on my hand Promise me that in the end We will find our true love again Well in our grave composition La da da… |