How She Mustve Felt When the Deed Was Done
wishing for you in a starlit room
where you used to lay i smell perfume
a silent barter of souls and blood
left me cold and alone in the thickening mud
wishes are granted but seldom at best
id tell you my story but you know the rest
CHORUS
a simple wish on a lit candle night
broken down in the pillow for the first time
like a blood stained towel and a dirty knife
hide the evidence well so they never find
me
another jet black mirror in your hotel room
with the blinds closed tight on the bride and groom
but something isnt what youre thinking of
when the bride leaves with a dress stained with blood
CHORUS
and take back your lies and deception
you plunged it in without a question
it hurt to know the life was planned on
someone else
CHORUS
ME x2
(CHORUS IN BG)
Copyright © Charlie Murder | Year Posted 2013
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