Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?



I wish that you didn't love me no more, I've been dead for years,

I wish that you didn't own me no more, I've been here before.



Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die? No, I won't!

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?



I want to draw the blood from your neck, spill the lies in your bed.

I will give you a holy white rose, cut the tongue from your head.



Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die? No, I won't!

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me something, will I die, will I die?



I belong to a line of red scent, teach the heart to reflect.

the wound is wise for primal black eyes theres a scarlet letter in my chest.




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