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Beautiful Dead
Lyrics
My death will bring a pestilence
The curse of seven plagues
And through the vile decadence
Beauty gets washed away
Bottle up my broken heart
Despondent and in pieces
Knew 'twas vile from, the start
Your way is full of weakness
Formaldehyde
Book of the Dead
(Removing your brain through)
A hole in your head
Beautiful dead
My death will bring a pestilence
The curse of seven plagues
And through the vile decadence
Beauty gets washed away
Bottle up my broken heart
Despondent and in pieces
Knew 'twas vile from, the start
Your way is full of weakness
Formaldehyde
Book of the Dead
(Removing your brain through)
A hole in your head
Beautiful dead
My death will bring a pestilence
The curse of seven plagues
And through the vile decadence
Beauty gets washed away
Bottle up my broken heart
Despondent and in pieces
Knew 'twas vile from, the start
Your way is full of weakness
Formaldehyde
Book of the Dead
(Removing your brain through)
A hole in your head
Beautiful dead
My death will bring a pestilence
The curse of seven plagues
And through the vile decadence
Beauty gets washed away
Bottle up my broken heart
Despondent and in pieces
Knew 'twas vile from, the start
Your way is full of weakness
Formaldehyde
Book of the Dead
(Removing your brain through)
A hole in your head
Beautiful dead
Writer(s): Matt Hoover, Scott Scare
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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