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Win this war for me. Save your affectionate smile for the knife stuck in your head Cold-blooded cancer punch-lines give you that quick death you hoped for ten years ago we should have let you die one month ago tie your hair back I wanna kiss you before I kill you it's only warfare, don't get technical every time you tongue licks through my torso every time you taste my blood it makes me wanna know you better it makes me wanna kill you like the Heathers We should be back to back, but then it's difficult to stab you in the back we should be back to back, but then it's difficult to slash through the throat exile the child's soul and she'll kill you at the alter exile the child to the thirteenth tower exile the child's soul and she won't find it in her heart to hate you Aus Songtexte Mania