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Lâ Via
Miranda's daughter
Your last name was changed
Lâ Via
Without Eyes you want to give me
A story without my mother
Alone I have to tell you
The pain at night says
Only the dress remained
I washed the blood away
Lâ Via
Don't stop resting
In the street you walk
Who is going to chase you
Lâ Via
They want to kill you
Machete teeth
Rooster heads
Lâ Via< br/>Sleeping in peace
Open your eyes
Everything will change
Lâ Via
I dreamed of revenge
And I swear to you
They are going to pay
Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I won't forget who I'm looking for
Oh mother help me I'm looking for< br/>L â Via
Miranda's daughter
Your last name was changed
Lâ Via
You want to give me no eyes
A story without my mother< br/>I just have to tell you
The pain at night says
Only the dress remained
I washed the blood away
Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I wonât forget who Iâm looking for
Oh mother help me Iâm looking for
I only have
One hour
And I fall asleep
Finished
For twenty-five
Years passed
The bodies continue
Here trembling
I took the blood
I ate the body
My tears
Break the mirror
When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Donât you be afraid
When all the worms come
Crawlin out of your head
Telling you
Donât you be afraid
Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape< br/>In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
Shark kites got tangled in the moleskin
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A mouth to mouth on the chalkboard< br/>Written in fingernail distaste
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I wonât forget who Iâm looking for
Oh mother help me Iâm looking for
Blackmailed she fell off every mountain
The ones they tightly wrapped in tape
In her eraser sang the guilty
As it made the best mistakes
And with every body that I find
And with every claymore that they mine
I wonât forget who Iâm looking for
Oh mother help me Iâ m looking for