A day on the beach, there is sand in my hair
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The people I greet, they just stare
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Is it blood seeping out of my yellow bag
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A dark red spot which is growing big and red and the drops are black
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I TRY TO OPEN UP THE ZIPPER BUT IT BLOCKS BY HAIR
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AND GOSH THAT`S TERRIFYING ME !
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UP I JUMP NO BREATH, NO BLOOD PICKING UP MY LEGS
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AND QUICKLY THE BAG I FLEE !
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Cool down breathing speaking softly to me
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Mother Mary reaches down for me and she speaketh to me
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PUT THE ROOT OF THIS PLANT INTO HER MOUTH
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FIX HER HEAD ON THE CORPSE
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AND YOU`LL FIND HER ALIVE!
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LOVE THIS LADY `TILL YOUR DEATH WITH HONESTY
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TRUE HOPE AND BURNING EYES !
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I DO JUST AS THE MOTHER SAID, HIDE HER IN MY ROOM
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AS THE MOTHER SAID HIDE HER IN MY ROOM
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SHE WAKES UP WITH HORRIFIED EYES AND I REALIZE
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THAT WHAT I DID WAS DOOM MY GOD I`M DOOMED !
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IT`S LIKE A MILLION ICECUBES FALL DOWN
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IT`S LIKE A MILLION ICECUBES
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SHE TAKES ME THROWS ME NAILS ME TO THE GROUND
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OPENS THE YELLOW BAG I HEAR THE ZIPPER`S SOUND
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HER AXE`S LOOKING SHARP AND THAT`S MAKING ME SMILE
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`CAUSE I THINK THAT I`LL BE CAUGHT IN THAT BAG FOR A WHILE
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CARRIED AROUND, HELPLESSLY FOUND WOKEN/ BROKE
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