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Listen up sweetie we all know that you're a beautiful girl in this horrible world and this suggestion of horror the portraits on the walls the look in your eyes they always seem to follow the look in your eyes they always seem to follow me out of tune this tale of terror the slow tolling of the funeral bell i want to know whats going on in that pretty little head of yours everyday is a bone palace ballet biting the flesh from your finger you know i just just cant help myself i wish it were believe but belief is a graveyard may this light never see morning its finally what were not maybe you're the one thats overrated. Letras de cancionesstrike and scream much too horrified to speak out of tune this tale of terror the slow tolling of the funeral bell i want to know whats going on in that pretty little head of yours everyday is a bone palace ballet this morning i woke up i rubbed my eyes and i took a quick glance around the room and saw what happened here last night there was blood on the walls and the sheets smelled like sweat and sex we have narrowed it down to a butcher knife and the mockingbird with the blood. out of tune this tale of terror the slow tolling of the funeral bell i want to know whats going on in that pretty little head of yours everyday is a bone palace ballet From Letras Mania