Dolores by Bilé from United States

Dolores died young,,,,,

Lyrics:

verse 1:

Blank face with her,

Dark tailled critter,

Might wanna keep track of all the blade sing,

She hates es,

Might grave es,

She Sch all of the limbs till there ain't no difference,

She feel in vain,

Bleed all the same,

Love of all a rage,

Cant feel the pain,

She isn't sane,

Hates all the shame

Just ask a saint,

Dead out of grave,

Verse 2:

Shes still alive

you better hide,

she take out your organs to make a nice pile,

She never die,

see it in her eye,

Demons surface her mind, why she don't act right,

Shes so depressed, Cut off both her breast,

She got big scars all up on her chest,

Might worry less held by the neck,

She hang up your body just like a nice dress aye,

Verse 3:

She's done with the pain,

Gone ing insane,

Ain't numbing her brain,

SHES DEAD,

She go grab the blade,

She cut up her veins,

Let all the blood drain,

Shes RED,

She start seeing less,

She losing her breath,

Her heart beating rest,

Shes slept

She lay on the floor,

Her pain is no more,

Her breathing distort,

HER END