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Is this my world caught up in resignation
Cold hands cold heart rip me in two
why don't you.

God damn this world God damn
your masturbation
cold hands cold heart cut me in two
why don't you.

The suffering of all those woman
the suffering is all.

God damn these walls god damn
your masturbation.
cold hands cold heart cut me in two
why don't you

See the lines there's more than one Black Dahlia

The suffering the suffering
cut me in two cut me in two

Don't you take my love my life
my thoughts my breath my own requite
I need more I see more than this story's end

Don't you take my love my life
my thoughts my breath my own requite
I need more I see more than this story's end

Dahlia
Dahlia

Don't you take my love, my life,
my thoughts, my breath, my own requite,
I need more, I see more than this story's end.
God I see through the eyes of Black Dahlia
With your knife you carved up Black Dahlia

Dahlia
Dahlia

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