Михаил Путинцев - medusa (BMTH vocal cover) | Текст песни

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Dead hands clutch my arm
The smell of death fills the air
Her fragrance,
Her carcass reanimates.

Oh, if you need me
I'll be tying a rope to the tree
Where our,
Where our love used to be.

I've took down every photo of us and buried them at sea.
I've took down every photo and i buried them at sea.

Don't worry dearest
Beauty is only skin deep.