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Lamb Of God - Beating On Deaths Door Lamb Of God - Beating On Deaths Door |
| She's a slack one, born of greed
Speaking endless words, long and empty
A beggar who still wants to choose
A dethroned queen still demands her dues
If you want something for nothing you take what you get
A virgin w***e in a dirty wedding dress
Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for
There's blood stain on the ceiling
But you're the only duck in the shooting gallery
Trying to look out through a bricked-in window
Your destiny lies in the alley below
Trying to see yourself in a shattered mirror
When all else fails, she holds you with broken arms
There's poison in her veins, but the b**ch comes for free
A quick fix for all that you think that you need
Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for
The patron saint of fools answers all your request
She's all yours now, so deal with it
There's no shoulder left to cry wolf on
You're tied in knots that can't be undone
No more warnings will fall on deaf ears
You lied too many times now no one cares
No one cares
An empty promise with a heart of tin
Her crooked smile beguiles and it draws you within
The hope for something more, all that you wish for
A kick to the head and a boot to the door
Chasing a dragon in a ladies clothes
A paper trail ends in choking smoke
But you know that you lit the match yourself
Play the burning cards that you dealt
Scream for salvation, beating on death's door
But just be careful what you wish for
The patron saint of fools answers all your request
She's all yours now, so deal with it
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