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Eighteen Visions

Vanity

And I wonder where do you get your inpiration?

Where do you get your motivation?

And what motivates me to hold your hand?

And I don't want you to see all these things I hide

When you were holding my hand I didn't think I'd die

And I wonder why do you make that midnight drive-by?

When you left me out to hang dry?

Well this rope is tightening

You couldn't tell me that this was the best you could do

And now you're left me to hang here all alone

And she waits for me

In her sunday dress laced with pink and white

You shouldn' why have shut me out.

When you're the one that changed your mind

You could've changed your mind

While I was sitting there all alone

If you should die before you ask me How am I?

If you should die before you ask me For my life

If you should die before you ask me If I'd die,

If I'd die with you

She's innocent but she's got a gun

She'll hand it over then shell run

I'll pull the trigger, yeah, I'll pull the trigger

I'll shoot her up, yeah, I'll shoot her up.

Bang

I want your plastic perfection

I want to see your vanity

I want you sexy psychotic

So I can see you lunacy

And I wonder where do you get your motivation?

And what motivated me to hold your hand?

Sweetness

This isn't working

I thought the breath that you'd bring would give me life

And she's a mellow dramatic

She thought that I was romantic, but then the gun went off

And now I've left you there to bleed here all alone

And I look so beautiful

In her Sunday dress laced with pink and white