Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. You are the object of my desire. Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. So let’s toast to death and we’ll make love on your funeral pyre.
I know a place we can go where we’ll get so far away. I wanna take you and steal your soul, I wanna bury your skull in the grave. So let’s take that smile oh Lizzie and cut it from ear to ear. We’ll paint a masterpiece with your blood and we’ll marinate in your fear.
Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. You are the object of my desire. Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. So let’s toast to death and we’ll make love on your funeral pyre.
I love the way you lie there so cold and pale staring up at me. Now you’re always so happy, now you’re always smiling. I love the way you lie there so cold and still staring up at me. Now you’re always happy, now you’re always smiling. I love the way you lie there so cold and pale staring up at me. Now you’re always so happy, now you’re always smiling.
Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. You are the object of my desire. Baby you’re my black dahlia flower. So let’s toast to death and we’ll make love on your funeral pyre.
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