Il testo della Forgetiquette
Vendetta Red
Half a pack of cigarettes mostly broke or bent
I think of cancer as i put one to my
Cracked lips that long to slake this poison lust
Voices spin and resonate inside
This old phone booth shelters me from these lonely streets
If only god would grant me strength to call you
Just three words could help me slake this poison lust
Esoteric memory you're an eyesore now
Grab your handle twist your blade deep in my wound
Altri brani di Vendetta Red
A dark heart silhouette
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A joyless euphoria
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Accident sex
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Il testo della All cried out
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Ambulance chaser
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Banshee ballet
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Cardboard vs. fire
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Il testo della Caught you like a cold
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Cinders
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Coital improv
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Depressionesque
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Il testo della Gloria
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Great castration
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Hangman (my anthema)
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In lieu of dead brides...
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Il testo della In lieu of dead brides...claustrofuckingphobic
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In mourning for the stillborn
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Lipstick tourniquets
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Long goodbye
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Il testo della Lucid, languid
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Maud 'dib
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Mended every feather
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Opiate summer
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Il testo della Por vida
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P.s. love the black
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Rapture in vertigo
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Ribcage menagerie
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Il testo della Run
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Seconds away
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