Type O Negative - 08. Die With Me - (1996) October Rust | Текст песни

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• 08. Die With Me - (1996) October Rust

Now like a bird
She flew away
To chase her dream
Of books and praise
Still I miss her
Yeah I miss her
Since she's gone

Who played the fool?
Self pity sick
Jet fuel perfume
Still I miss her
Yeah I miss her
Since she's gone


Girl I want to die with you
In each other's arms
We'll drown in flame

If this time were the last time
Could I hold you all life long?
Since this time is the last time
Can I hold you all night long?

Lay your head down, for the last time

Do you still love me?
Still I miss her
Yeah I miss her
Since she's gone

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