Pretty Girls Make Graves
Pretty Girls Make Graves - The Magic Hour lyrics
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Tigers, vipers Deadly is the strike Hidden out of sight Open up your eyes! Animals awake and rise It is the striking time There is no taming lions For there is will amongst our prides But oh no We're coming from the cracks Crossbow One more caught in the hatch Oh sleeping giants Wake and rise To alchemize Open up your eyes This hates eating me alive