t.j. - Masterpiece | Текст песни

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She's my queen of misery,
A butterfly stuck in a web.
My woman that I get for free,
She's my slave instead.

She's my chains and she's my shackle, Both a blessing and a curse,
She's the killer in my heart
But she tends to me like a nurse.

Is it worth it to die for her?
Give pieces of my soul to sell?
Sixteen golden roses
On the grave without a name
To die, to kill, and go to hell.

She's my baby, she's my bitch.
She's my trash, yet she's my treasure. She's the one who gives me pain
And gives me the most pleasure.

She's a bird with a broken wing.
She's a guitar without a string.
She's my bible, and she's my sins,
Oh yes she is.

Is it worth it to die for her?
Give pieces of my soul to sell?
Sixteen golden roses
On the grave without a name
To die, to kill, and go to hell.

If I ask her, I know she'll kill me.
She will stay there on her knees.
She's the woman of my life.
She is my masterpiece.

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