I actually already recorded this, but it kinda sucked. I think perhaps I should work on my "mad guitar skills." Haha. Anyhow, this is a song.
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So shiny, so colorful
They looked so innocent
Who could have guessed they'd cause such a dramatic event?
They say don't run with scissors
The one lesson all parents tell
But I guess you never listened
Or you decided now was the time to rebel
You were headed for the printer
But I guess you tripped and fell
Now your body's pale and bloated
And it's sort of beginning to smell
And as I look from the scissors sticking out of your throat
To the blank look in your eyes
I have to admit that I feel some emotions starting to arise
Alive, I thought I couldn't care more
But now I see you bleeding on the floor
And I might just love you better
In that tender manner
I think I might just love you better dead
I'm not saying there aren't things that I miss
But you make it hard to reminisce
When you're lying here like this
Even in a pool of your own piss
You're still really hot
Post mortem, I thought it might feel wrong
But you still really turn me on
And I might just love you better
In that carnal manner
I think I might just love you better dead
O-Oh I might just love you better...dead. |
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