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The grass hasn't grown where they laid you to rest I know it's a sign that you still want me back Hear you in the night, whisper my name But they fixed my head and I've since been set free My old love you're dead to me I desire flesh that bleeds I've broken out of your dark hold But I'm afraid you'll never let go I close my eyes and see your smiling face What once was an angel now fallen from grace Death from above Striking me down I'm growing ill in depressive disgrace Last time around at the old graveyard tree Surfaced your corpse and you're smiling at me Soaking your bones with gasoline Its better for us now to both be at peace From Letras Mania