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Warm wolves milking MaryIn the skull of a girl made of flowersMy angel's gone crazyAs her heart is being devouredI treated you badly andDon't want to be forgivenForgot the taste of candyRight after I lost all visionThe leaves are growing olderIn the dark I lie here beneath themThe sun smiles as it gets colderMore than once or twiceI have asked him"Why can't I stop thinkingAnd live pretty just like a flower?"I question while I'm still drinkingAnd not kissing your eyes at this hour From Letras Mania