Her life's been short but she's made some mistakes
She lights the flame that ignites the remains
I doubt she'll grow wise, old and grey
Before that fateful funeral day
Don't hide your face
No revenge, it's too late
Don't cut your wrists
You've got beautiful fists
I doubt she'll grow wise, old and grey
Before that fateful funeral day
Her life was short and she'd made some mistakes
She lights the flame that ignites the remains
I doubt she'll grow wise, old and grey
Before that fateful funeral day
I doubt she'll grow wise, old and grey
Before that fateful funeral day

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