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im in a bodybag im being forgotten here on this cold table im waiting for ressurection but a zipper pull assures im dead im in a bodybag im wrapped in skin and lies you told me you whispered them like lullabies while i saw the mirror crushing me you whispered my last word im in a bodybag im being forgotten here on this cold table im waiting for ressurection but a zipper pull assures im dead reasons for death have fun with this question toy with the minds that determine my fate am i to be remembered, buried, burned or tossed. you twist the question on your tongue this is not my choice Letras de cancionesmy final wish was not foe me to die... it was yours... im in a bodybag im being forgotten here on this cold table im waiting for ressurection but a zipper pull assures im dead -Erin Miss_Lithium From Letras Mania