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We walk through the doorway, heard you calling from the hall
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drug your body to the cellar where we lay, the wax it melts away, I kiss your face...
To find you in the bedroom not breathing at all
I drug your body to the cellar where we lay, the wax it melts away, I kiss your face...
Annons