Love is dead
by Skid Row
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I´ve fallen for and fought the wars with you
And held my breath until I´m gray
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Feed me, bleed me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead
No soul to sell, I´ve been through hell with you
Then left our love outside to freeze
We´d die in bed then you threw dirt on me
And burn me out like a disease
Thrill me, kill me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Thrill me, kill me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead
And held my breath until I´m gray
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Feed me, bleed me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead
No soul to sell, I´ve been through hell with you
Then left our love outside to freeze
We´d die in bed then you threw dirt on me
And burn me out like a disease
Thrill me, kill me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead
I choke myself until my skin turn blue
On words I never got to say
Thrill me, kill me
I don´t care
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
I can´t keep what I don´t want
A ghost needs a house to haunt
Black holes inside your head
Burns quick the turns to red
Close the lid, drive the nails
Bury me, ´cause love is dead