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Molly made the china dolls that come alive.
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pATRICK bURKE 2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive,
They’re made from parts nobody wanted
And become everything they hated…


She stitched their arms from splintered wood
Painted faces no one understood
Glass in their ribs, rust in their veins
Laughed like angels, screamed like chains


She whispered secrets through the thread
Woke them softly from the dead


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She watched them crawl and twist and writhe
Built from shame and fractured pride
They wear the masks that she would hide
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


They dance on tables, curse in rhyme
They eat the hours she left behind
Bent with beauty, cracked with grace
They spit her name back in her face


She never cried, she just sewed tight
They were her voice on quiet nights


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
Spun from parts no one survived
They grew into the things they feared
Broke the mirrors, disappeared
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive


Stolen bones, forgotten lace
She made a world, it wore her face
And when they screamed, it sounded right
She held their hands and turned out the light


Molly liked the china dolls that come alive
She gave them hate, they gave her eyes
Now they roam where silence died
She became what she designed
Molly liked the china dolls that come alive…


Molly made the china dolls that come alive…
They're made from parts nobody wanted…
And become everything they hated…

PB2025

Molly made the china dolls that come alive

Lyrics:

mon amor we don’t belong in ur arms i felt so alone u said it was my fault this must be some kind of joke
u trashy ho u forsake my soul im glad ur gone tell me when is ur funeral

ur funeral, ur funeral
i told u i want u, i don’t need u
…

mon amor we don’t belong in ur arms i felt so alone u said it was my fault this must be some kind of joke
u trashy ho u forsake my soul im glad ur gone tell me when is ur funeral

ur funeral (No feature)

[Verse ]
Tried to paint you
In my sleep
But you
Won’t stay

[Chorus ]
You left a shape
On the wall
Still there
When night falls

[Bridge]
I talk to the frame
Like it still holds you

ripples

This intense and fiery hard rock music collection features 20 tracks by the great composer and guitar maestro, Dan Morrissey.

The music on this album is highly suitable for sports and extreme sports, action and battle scenes, macho and masculinity, TV commercials, motorsports, sports montages, and more. 

For licensing, contact
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Dan Morrissey - Black and Blue

Live for the Day

Holding On

eito - 17:00

She loves to ignore you 
Every chance that she gets

Maybe she’ll get the message
With a gun to her head 

It’s not fine
It’s all over for you 

You’ll just 
Sit at home
And masturbate again
Lose those thoughts
Of getting laid 

You’re not worthy 
Of the peace and quiet 
You deserve the
Fucking grave 

You’re not worthy 
Of my love or body 
Say that to
My fucking face 

She loves to ignore you 
Every chance that she gets

Maybe she’ll get the message
With a gun to her head 

It’s not fine
It’s all over for you 

You’ll just
Sit at home
And masturbate again
Lose those thoughts
Of getting laid 

Broken body 
On the fritz again 

Discard 
start from scratch and then
Program all the things you want 
To hear 

You’re in charge
It’s now or never 
Don’t press restart
Without a plan 

Start from save
And do it over 
And don’t give up
Till happy ends

happy ends |prod paranaparu

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Holding On

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