Staple. Deathtrap Daisy. Zeneszám
I surely have closed my eyes
So in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
I'm thinking of you, amazed by your disguise
You look so beautiful with death in your eyes
I'm breaking free from you and it's the best, the hardest thing I could do
You'd never know that I love you
Do not lust in your heart after her beauty
Or let her captivate you with her eyes
I'm so in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
God, please kill the lady that's inside of me
God, please kill the lady that's inside of me
God, please kill the lady
Stay out of my house, you're not welcome here
I'm so free without you, yet so aware
That I am hanging on by a thread of grace and nothing more
Sweet Jesus, have mercy when she knocks on my door
The prostitute reduces you to your weakest
Adulteress preys upon your very life
I'm so in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
Hosting her was the choice I made
Competence was the currency paid
Hence, my true love I'd forsake
Eyes maintained for her she'd take
I'm breaking for my heart to find
Innocence I've left behind
God Almighty, Giver of Peace
Grant to me the strength I seek, I seek
So in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
I'm thinking of you, amazed by your disguise
You look so beautiful with death in your eyes
I'm breaking free from you and it's the best, the hardest thing I could do
You'd never know that I love you
Do not lust in your heart after her beauty
Or let her captivate you with her eyes
I'm so in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
God, please kill the lady that's inside of me
God, please kill the lady that's inside of me
God, please kill the lady
Stay out of my house, you're not welcome here
I'm so free without you, yet so aware
That I am hanging on by a thread of grace and nothing more
Sweet Jesus, have mercy when she knocks on my door
The prostitute reduces you to your weakest
Adulteress preys upon your very life
I'm so in love with the memories of you that I have fallen away
I'm so alive in the memories of you that I have died today
Hosting her was the choice I made
Competence was the currency paid
Hence, my true love I'd forsake
Eyes maintained for her she'd take
I'm breaking for my heart to find
Innocence I've left behind
God Almighty, Giver of Peace
Grant to me the strength I seek, I seek
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