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He was a black eyed whore
With an arsehole like a front door
He was a suicidal bore
Who couldn't take any more
Bleeding holes in her tiny hand
He had a picture of Guns n' Roses on his wall
'cos he looked a bit like Axl Rose
He contemplated falling on a sword
She threw her body off the 17th floor
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He drowned himself in alcohol
He prayed the stars to take his soul
He cut himself so it would show
I heard a zipper go in the front row
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Era un maldito con ojos negros
Con un trasero como una puerta principal
Era un aburrimiento suicida
Que no podía soportar más
Agujeros sangrantes en su pequeña mano
Tenía una foto de Guns n' Roses en su pared
Porque se parecía un poco a Axl Rose
Contemplaba caer sobre una espada
Ella lanzó su cuerpo desde el piso 17
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Se ahogó en alcohol
Rogaba a las estrellas que se llevaran su alma
Se cortaba para que se notara
Escuché el sonido de un cierre en la primera fila
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