Bury Me in Black

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Bury Me in Black, off of Life On the Murder Scene.

I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight

White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time

Just give us war, worn lipstick, blood, and purifying flame

These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight

Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light

Just give us war, worn, I've been calling you all week for my shotgun

Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone, fucker

I wanna see what you're insides look like (I want to see what your insides look like)

I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside (not so pretty)

I wanna see what you're insides look like (not so pretty baby)

I wanna see ‘em (not so)

Well you don't say

And well I can explain what happened to my faith late last night

I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways

And what I'm goin’ through, shot lip gloss through my veins

And well, I can't complain

With the falling rain

C'mon

I wanna save your heart

I wanna see what your insides may be like

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