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letra de a beautiful death - boondox

[verse 1]
blood under the fingernails, a penny for my sins
kiss and toss it in the wishing well, now this is how it ends
should’ve known when she l!cked her lips
that i would never make it out alive
i could feel the evil in her fingertips
there ain’t no way i will survive
a freak b-tch and a pagan witch
all tatted up with a pentagram
said to me, “i’ma savor this”
and then the sh-t really hit the fan
lights out, knife out, i’m in the dark
with a blade runnin’ down my throat
pressed down, put it straight to my heart
now i’m thinkin’ that is all she wrote
and i seen my life passing before my еyes
about to die between hеr thighs
think i should be mortified
but honestly i can’t decide
this ain’t how i figured it would end for me
b-lls deep in a lunatic
or maybe i am f-ckin’ with an entity
and should’ve brought me a crucifix
[chorus]
is it real or my imagination?
could it be murder or deadly infatuation?
either way my heart and mind are f-ckin’ racing
tell me how i end up in these situations
she might try to k!ll then send me straight to h-ll
but i love the way it feel because she do it well
now the freak is off the leash and i have been condemned
i think that we gon’ need a priest no matter how this end

[verse 2]
blood inside my mouth, temptation put me in this h-ll
was it passion or asphyxiation, i will never tell
should’ve known when she looked at me
that i was lookin’ in the eyes of a crazy chick
it’s messed up but it look to be
that i’m ’bout to f-ckin’ die by this crazy b-tch
she grinnin’ like a cheshire cat
with a knife to my neck and her claws in me
intent how you measure that
i can’t explain all the stress this causing me
reached up and i grabbed her throat
then she leaned into it when i started to choke
we all in now, i’ma go for broke
and if i go out f-ckin’ i want all the smoke
she moanin’ and i’m squeezin’
lay here, wait for my demise
all that moanin’ went to screamin’
felt somethin’ i can’t describe
i died a little bit on that night
and i don’t feel no f-ckin’ shame
to say that little b-tch changed my life
and i will never be the same, thank you
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[chorus]
is it real or my imagination?
could it be murder or deadly infatuation?
either way my heart and mind are f-ckin’ racing
tell me how i end up in these situations
she might try to k!ll then send me straight to h-ll
but i love the way it feel because she do it well
now the freak is off the leash and i have been condemned
i think that we gon’ need a priest no matter how this end

- boondox

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