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2Cents Dress To Kill

Grinding on his teeth as he heads out west With a pistol on his hip And a bullet in his chest The sun cracks its whip Sweat drips stings his eyes Reality

t show I still need you Deeply, madly Pressed on pale flesh, smell the sweat and the death As your hungry eyes just eat me alive You lips are a coffin killing

If you came to fall in love baby You're outta luck Cause everybody here just came to get What!? We came to get what We came to get... Go on didn't take

I was walking ugliness With pride down the hall Past kings and critics Passed the eyes behind the wall And there's a home in this heart, There's a war

down now We got nothing to lose, Away we go! Away we go! Come undone have some fun We'll go dig up the dead Can't take the time to kill the strangers

She walked along, Traced the ocean to the sky Undertow took control Now she's leaving with the tide And it is days away the memories she sold They all

I can't compete I'm a fashion disaster You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill

love I can't compete I'm a fashion disaster You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill

: She walked along, Traced the ocean to the sky Undertow took control Now she's leaving with the tide And it is days away the memories she sold They