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The traces of blood
Always follow you home
Like the Mascara tears
From your getaway
You're walking with blisters
And running with shears
So unholy.
Sister of grace.
Runaway
From the river to the street
And find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
When you got no place to go
Always follow you home
Like the Mascara tears
From your getaway
You're walking with blisters
And running with shears
So unholy.
Sister of grace.
Runaway
From the river to the street
And find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
When you got no place to go
Annons