Unlike my father
They're all telling lies
To rejoice, kill the fiction
You're the fuel to my fire, baby
And with this flame, I will burn the city
Suffocate, Prince
You're far from Charming
Cause of death:
Inhalation of ash, and blackness of the heart
I believe
For those who don't believe
They're all telling lies
To rejoice, kill the fiction
You're the fuel to my fire, baby
And with this flame, I will burn the city
Suffocate, Prince
You're far from Charming
Cause of death:
Inhalation of ash, and blackness of the heart
I believe
For those who don't believe
Lyrics submitted by BulletproofScales
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