She seems dressed in all the rings of past fatalities
So fragile yet so devious, she continues to see
Climatic hands that press her temples and my chest
Enter the night that she came home, forever
Oh, she's the only one that makes me sad!
She is everything and more, the solemn hypnotic
My Dahlia bathed in possession, she is home to me
I get nervous, perverse, when I see her, it's worse, but the stress is astounding
It's now or never she is coming home, forever
Oh, she's the only one that makes me sad!
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