She led me to the wasteland
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Carpet floors turn to desert sand
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A whisper crept up and stole my breath
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Suddenly I stepped on a scorpion
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I felt the poisoned sting
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Inject and fill my veins
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Skies blackened then the wind
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Brought smiles and pouring rain
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We walked into the reception
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All the guests were dressed in white
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The trumpets played in our honor
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We're gonna dance tonight
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Losing consciousness again
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(Shadows dance upon the ceiling)
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They'll never find me I'll be buried by the sand
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(What has she done)
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The trumpets fade into a whisper
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And the guests returned home
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She led me to the exit
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When I heard the morning call
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Losing consciousness again
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(Shadows dance upon the ceiling)
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They'll never find me I'll be buried by the sand
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(What has she done)
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And I'll die
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The Orensberg Reception
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| Deciding Tonight |
