Die My Bride

01.05.2005

Well i'd rather cut you than the wedding cake

And your bloody guts on my rented tux

And i do, i do , i do wanna kill you

'Til death do us part, i'll tear us apart

Now i kiss you cold dead lips

And i dip my chips in the blood that drips

And i smear the cake right in ur face

Let your god take you to a better palce

( pre-Chorus )

Well i loved you to death

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Die, die, die

Die my bride

And all you ever meant to me

Was absolutely nothing

And with this ring now i the wed don't wanna kiss you bitch wanna bash your head