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Pretty Girls Make Graves The Teeth Collector

I'm unfolding little scraps of paper I'm dotting "I's" and crossing "T's" Like a ghost you were the gardener That snuck in and planted seed Decay Your

I'm unfolding little scraps of paper I'm dotting "I's" and crossing "T's" Like a ghost you were the gardener That snuck in and planted seed Decay Your