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Proposition
She's giving me one
She looks just like a fucking night whore
I could breath
Wasn't Sweet
Wasn't soft at all
We broke the bed post
Wanna bond
Grippin on with conviction
I shoulda saw she's on a mission
I slid my tongue through her teeth
and she bit off
I spoke a little
The morning is coming soon
And you'll be dead by noon
Gotta be home
Gotta be home
Just by seven
I should of thought of that before
She punctured me
Went in deep
Lost all memory
I don't remember who you are
I'm gonna run!
The morning is coming soon
And you'll be dead by noon
I'm gonna get her with my stake
Going to kill her before she wakes
I'm gonna get her with my stake
Going to kill her before she wakes
She's giving me one
She looks just like a fucking night whore
I could breath
Wasn't Sweet
Wasn't soft at all
We broke the bed post
Wanna bond
Grippin on with conviction
I shoulda saw she's on a mission
I slid my tongue through her teeth
and she bit off
I spoke a little
The morning is coming soon
And you'll be dead by noon
Gotta be home
Gotta be home
Just by seven
I should of thought of that before
She punctured me
Went in deep
Lost all memory
I don't remember who you are
I'm gonna run!
The morning is coming soon
And you'll be dead by noon
I'm gonna get her with my stake
Going to kill her before she wakes
I'm gonna get her with my stake
Going to kill her before she wakes
Lyrics submitted by CoryGreenwell
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