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| Psycho Love |
Words and music by Rachel Bolan Check out Clementine, cleanin' needles in her wine. Face down in her one-eyed world, with her brain-dead valentine. She'll be your zombie, your livin' dead, Her sweet corruption, it's gonna make you, gonna break you Yeah, she said, Haunt my house of pain, and feel my psycho love. Ya better shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho love. Legs at ten and two, chain her down, that's what you do. King Tut and snake- eyed slut, in the pink but screamin' blue. I'll taste your crazy, you smell insane. I'm just another ghost inside your spirits hall of fame. Haunt my house of pain, and feel my psycho love, yeah. Ya better shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho love. Ooh as the warm smooth soul, chases through the cold silence of a body. A body of touch not feel. One question, is she a stone in the devil's garden, Or a speck of angel's dust? Ashes to ashes, yeah lust to lust! She'll teach you true love, watchin' you turn blue, love, She'll wrap you in a chokehold and suck your spirit dry. Haunt my house of pain, and feel my psycho love, yeah. Shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho psycho psycho psycho, 'cmon. Haunt my house of pain, and feel my psycho love, yeah. Ya better shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho love. Haunt my house of pain, and feel my psycho love, yeah. Ya better shine and pray for rain to heal my psycho, psycho....ooh psycho love...feel my love... |
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