Our Lady Of Sorrows

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by claireaitkens

by claireaitkens

                                    
                                              We could be perfect one last night
And die like star-crossed lovers when we fight
And we can settle this affair
If you would shed your yellow take my hand
And then we'll solve the mystery of laceration gravity
This riddle of revenge please understand it has to be this way
                          Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
                          We've only got one chance to put this at an end
And cross the patron saint of switchblade fights
You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes
I'll make you understand and you can trade me for an apparition

                          Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never
                          Trust, you said
Who put the words in your head
Oh how wrong we were to think
That immortality meant never dying
                          Stand
Take my fucking hand
Take my fucking
                          Stand up fucking tall
Don't let them see your back
And take my fucking hand
And never be afraid again
                          Just because my hands around your throat