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Have you heard the news today?
She's swingin'.
The attic became her grave and she's hangin'.
I boarded up that space
She was rotting in, I think of her every day Instead of praying.
This could be... a meaning to my end.
If it was up to me I would have died with my friend.
So help me light a flame and burn the house to the ground,
we'll live long and in fame with no trace of her to be found.

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