Letras:Misfits. American Psycho. Resurrection.

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complications inside of me reminds me that my heart won't always beat the ugly face of death that's smiling at my rotting teeth i will die here in this sorrow i was waiting for tomorrow palpitate the pulse until you feel my heart explode against the wall oh talk about me laugh about me cry about me nail me to the cross i'll be a martyr for the hated the weak, the ugly, the lost i will die here in this sorrow i won't wait for tomorrow palpitate the pulse until you resurrect my soul from the wall whoa talk about me laugh about me cry about me nail me to the cross whoa whoa whoa