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so if you're lonely
you know i'm here waiting for you i'm just a crosshair i'm just a shot away from you and if you leave here you leave me broken shattered i lie i'm just a crosshair i'm just a shot then we can die l know i won't be leaving here with you i say don't you know you say you don't know i say take me out i say you don't show don't move tide is low i say take me out i say you don't know you say you don't know i say take me out If I move this could die Eyes move this can die i wan't you take me out i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here with you i say don't you know you say you don't know i say take me out If I move this could die Eyes move this can die i wan't you to take me out If I move this could die Eyes move this can die keep on take me out i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here i know i won't be leaving here with you |
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| 2. |
| 3:00 |
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Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip
Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo Bang bang, the first six are for you Bang bang, the seventh is for me Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip Bang bang, Europe's going to weep All for you, all for you, all for you, Sophia (x4) Bang bang, history's complete Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo Bang bang, the first six are for you Bang bang, the seventh is for me Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo All for you, all for you, all for you, Sophia (x4) The Black Hand holds the gun The devil takes his run Urban, take the Appel Quay It's June the twenty-eighth The seventh was for me Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo Bang bang, the first six are for you Bang bang, the seventh is for me Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo |
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| 3. |
| 2:22 |
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She's an emotion avenger
She is the villain who sells A line of dark fantastic passion She knows that you will surrender Knows that you will surrender You want this fantastic passion We'll have fantastic passion You can feel her lips undress your eyes Wash that ugly skin and never feel good Never feel your fingers tingle tense anticipation on it This was an easy one Feel the word and melt upon it Words of love Words so leisured Words are poisoned darts of pleasure Tied Yes, she's in her black mood tonight Watch her dye your black hair white Rob you of you muscle slacken All the skin that was so tight So ask for reason Ask for any reason Ask for the one reply For the one reply Try for reason But passion never lives it dies It's reason Try for reason Then die |
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