Moving on without a care

I always made them cry

Untill I met the girl so fair

Then my summertime died



Her lullaby a wicked one

Fall asleep and die

When she opens up her door

You will go inside



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She thrilled me, She killed me

All with a bat of her eye

She used me up and put me away

I met her in my summertime

And now I'm here to stay 

I can't get away



Cross her path and she will tempt you

But don't believe the lie

Her care for life has been exempted

She'd rather watch you die



She's a creature of the cold

Dead girl breathing dust

Preying on the weak of soul

Taking what she must



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I died in my summertime



Finger nails of razorblades

Teeth of cold steel

Body made in heaven

And a mind that's straight from hell



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