| Better Off Dead | ||||||
| Does she see her life? Will she cut me down at night? Beautiful she seems to me Will this be my demise? She sang to me Reason to believe The words she said But I�m better off dead Will this ever cease? Am I losing in my sleep? Am I the enemy again? Is she okay? She sang to me Reason to believe The words she said But I�m better off dead Your heart�s come to pass Will our love last? Bathed in gold trim I�ve sinned again Will this ever cease? Am I losing in my sleep? This is over But I still want her. |
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| Copyright � Scott Nash [Saturnine Marquis] | ||||||