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what do they call it when another force is is your hand? and what will they say when they find me here this way? and know, know, know, know, that it wasn't my idea no it wasn't my idea but oh, just to see your face when you find me here like this now there's no time for wondering darkness is now at my door rapping with his thorny fingers he's come to take me home he'll envelope me in sleep wrapped in black feathered wings but before we fly- here's my goodbye i get the last word, i'll have the last laugh sure as the room is growing cold i'll have the last word, i'll have the last laugh sure as my blood is running cold they won't call it suicide cuz i've got the killers name engraved so deeply in my veins they will call it homocide cuz i've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist the weak and the lame will find their way to escape Letras de cancionesbut why should i leave all this beauty behind and forfeit the joy in my life in the name of the name in vain? * i'll have the last word, i'll have the last laugh sure as the room is growing cold i'll have the last word, i'll have the last laugh sure as your blood is running cold far be it for i to leave all this beauty behind i will stay to watch you wither away and with any luck you may be hit by a truck and i will remain to dance upon your grave oh look and you see how much your death means to me please won't you play in a busy street? far be it for i to leave all this beauty behind and i will remain to dance upon your grave From Letras Mania