Oh saint Jude, the patriot say they cause is love
It’s my last pair to you
In the end of learns
As time tries to heal our wounds
And sometimes it’s just bad
To amputate the dead meat
Will cauterize the holes
To the only feeling you can claim
A ghost limbs
You’re my ghost limb
All my life, I heard you ...
Be thicker than the wine
But you’re jealous and you’re ignorant
As we is wearing thin, thin
Lay proud that our mother is...
Tell you proud that your daughter sleeps alone
Aren’t you afraid that you’re empty?
But got nothing I can’t take no
You have suffered
But got nothing, I can’t take gave
And watch you bleed
Like you deserve this
My god you heard this
[Guitar solo]
Sometimes it’s just bad to amputate the dead meat
Will cauterize the holes
To the only feeling you can claim
A ghost limbs
You’re my ghost limb
But got nothing I can’t take no
You have suffered
But got nothing, I can’t take gave
And watch you bleed
Like you deserve this
My god you heard this
Oh saint Jude, Oh saint Jude
This is my life bury you.

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