Assure me you'll come at my grave
I will gladly die
Assure me you'll take my hand to save
I will gladly die
Assure me it will save you a tiny scar
I will gladly die
But all you ask me is to be good and I fall
To put a stop to it all,
I will gladly die
My angle, my darling
ask me to stop breathing
I will
ask me to go under a guillotine
I will
but being good
I have lost the power,
I’ve lost the will.
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