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girl in hell Lyrics Fuck [Verse 1] Black eyeliner and a blood red dress Floating through the room, but her heart is a mess White hair cigarettes Scars across my chest Racquet in my hand but I barely miss the smash (Oooh) Insanity in your eyes (Oooh) I hate when I see you smile (Oooh) Think I'm losing my mind (Oooh) Think I'm losing my mind [Pre-Chorus] False promises and stupid restrictions Oh, I just need your love It's a fucking addiction [Chorus] I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows [Post-Chorus] Burn your voice into my soul Oh, you just won't let me go All th words you said before Soul is black, just like a crow Burn your voic into my soul Oh, you just won't let me go All the things that I would throw Oh, I thought you'd let me glow [Verse 2] (Fuck) Running to the store 'cause she needs some nicotine 'Cause only if she numbs the pain, she's able to dream It's so wasted, she's getting faded Demon got her soul and she's happy that she traded [Pre-Chorus] False promises and stupid restrictions Oh, I just need your love It's a fucking addiction [Chorus] I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows Burn your voice into my soul Oh, you just won't let me go All th words you said before Soul is black, just like a crow Burn your voic into my soul Oh, you just won't let me go All the things that I would throw Oh, I thought you'd let me glow [Verse 2] (Fuck) Running to the store 'cause she needs some nicotine 'Cause only if she numbs the pain, she's able to dream It's so wasted, she's getting faded Demon got her soul and she's happy that she traded [Pre-Chorus] False promises and stupid restrictions Oh, I just need your love It's a fucking addiction [Chorus] I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows I met a girl in hell And now she's holding on my hand And she won't let go Watching as the darkness grows [Outro] Oooh, I I cannot feel myself Oooh, I I cannot feel myself I cannot feel myself Oooh, I I cannot feel myself About Have the inside scoop on this song

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