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Like a poisoned apple A little taste of her is sweet but deadly Her carriage leaves Before the midnight hour and then she fades away A crown of thorns he wears to override The lightness of their whining Down to delirium He finds this way to crawl once every other day Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself I'm addicted to the misery that rots inside Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one He can dominate the pain As she ravages his love with sorrow Midian is where they'll spend their quarantine Among the other freaks Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself I'm addicted to the misery that rots inside Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one I wasn't made for loving you 'Cause I belong to this stormy night Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death Bring black roses for the wicked one Don't waste away all your sympathy On a fallen soul like me (on a fallen soul like me) There are not such things as miracles (miracles) Pain will always stand by me Someday someway you will get to see There's no haughtiness in me No redemption and no deliverance So get the hell away from me, yeah Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me So open up your heart and come to the other side Bring black roses for the wicked one
Writer(s): Davide Moras Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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