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Bloodrose
she's got me twisted...running with rage like the devils enlisted fallen angels missed it as she broke away from their supernatural chain gang poisonous lover bringing pounds of pain dark beauty leaving this beast deranged how it started? i just don't know as i burn with desire...left low while gettin higher... she's my bloodrose wrapped in barbwire chorus 1x-i rise to heaven then i fall to hell striving and surviving...still a slave to her spells running like a rabbit...she stalks like a beast i'm sinking in sin and drowning in desire... she's my bloodrose wrapped in barbwire she's got me tangled...just like a monster leaving me mutilated and mangled soft and strong hands stay on the handle she lights loves candle with a blow torch...i get scarred and scorched she pops like a pistol coming out of a birthday cake dying and decayed now resurrected and risen she dangles the keys that free me from this prison we meet on the sweet shores of sin like 2 flames of fire... she's my bloodrose wrapped in barbwire chorus 1x she's got me torn...like a sadistic slavemaster sittin in her seat of scorn with steely whips,eyes of evil,and long black lashes...she slices and slashes murdering the masses with a smile on her lips i get doomed and defeated going on dream rides and death trips i slide and i slip...now i'm falling 4ever... she's my bloodrose wrapped in barbwire chorus 1x end
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