I always thought it fitting the way they chose the next victim with a Bouquet of dying flowers and how happy they appeared as they ducked into the Smiling hearse But i quite fancied them losing their lifeblood in a hotel room somewhere With a lot of palm trees because eventually they will see that our Weaknesses are all It takes to make the most devine of flowers wither.
I always thought it fitting the way they chose the next victim with a Bouquet of dying flowers and how happy they appeared as they ducked into the Smiling hearse But i quite fancied them losing their lifeblood in a hotel room somewhere With a lot of palm trees because eventually they will see that our Weaknesses are all It takes to make the most devine of flowers wither.
I always thought it fitting the way they chose the next victim with a Bouquet of dying flowers and how happy they appeared as they ducked into the Smiling hearse But i quite fancied them losing their lifeblood in a hotel room somewhere With a lot of palm trees because eventually they will see that our Weaknesses are all It takes to make the most devine of flowers wither.
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