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letra de the rotting pair - for your health

one thousand plagues rain down
stealing the skin of the lovers
in sickness and in h-ll;
entombed, defiled, and smothered
they lay seven leagues apart:
the distance woven between two blackened hearts

it’s not for nothing
the way there’s always something
you’re tearin and gnawing at with that feeble jaw of yours
frankly i’m sick, so sick of
so sick of this affliction
one thing i’ve come to learn in no uncertain terms is how tragedy bears the most famous corpses

what a shame we all hang by the knots we twist ourselves
none to blame, can’t be faked
not with wounds dressed oh so well

so turn on the bright lights
and get those cameras going
i want you to take a good hard look
at what we’ve been sowing

lights out, but keep those cameras rolling
this sound is the last thing you’ll ever hear
what a shame we all hang by the knots we twist ourselves
none to blame, can’t be faked
not with wounds dressed oh so well

i’m not much for portraits but i can draw blood;
in this red carpet morgue, you’re on the list plus one
a constant aching that fills up my chest
with the worst of intentions and threatens to
drag me down with you
can’t you hear the angels calling?
desperately, your fingers clawing;
no purchase found, watch your skull french the ground but still
i can hear the angels singing, drowning out your lies and preening those filthy wings
all dressed up with nothing more to prove
i know how badly it stings to know it’s all your fault

we can’t be fakes with wounds so well dressed;
just stitch it up tight and i’ll convalesce
we can’t be fakes with wounds so well dressed;
sown and soldered arteries rest

- for your health

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