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Valentine’s Day
She was the color of TV
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Although Holy Wood was sad
They'd remember this as Valentines day
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
She didn't know that it was dead inside
Even though it was alive
Some of us are really born to die
Flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death