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Shotgun Wedding

She wasn't born in that brothel I'm told

Well aware of where she was

Well aware of where she'd end up in what position

Dressed in red down on her knees

She'd done this sort of thing before

Choking back on this disease dressed to killTo die for

To die for

To die for

To die forHer pretty face hides the demons inside

The kind that haunt her in her sleep

She was found face down in that ditch

Her skirt hiked up

Dressed in red down on her knees

She'd done this sort of thing beforeMake up chases the tears down her face

The hand prints left on her throat

He hits her she'd ask for more

He hits her she'd ask forJust, a little slut

She lost, a little slut

She lost, a little slut

She lostHer pretty face hides the demons inside

The kind that haunt her in her sleep

She was found face down in that ditch

Her skirt hiked up

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