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Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance, love it, or leave it, you cant understand
a pretty face but you do so carry on,

And on,
And on

I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me on,

And on,
And on .

Love is the red the rose on your coffin door
What's life like bleeding on the floor?
The floor,
The floor

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
and make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will !

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