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When you’re dead and buried with a smile painted on your face
Your eulogy like poetry, flowers overwhelming the wake
Where I’m sure as in your life there will be beautiful women there in your death
Crying out they swear they will love you until their very own last dying breath

‘Cause you just have this way of charming those
Who catch your eye like shiny things
With a face made for daytime TV shows
You’re a nightmare disguised as a good dream

When she wants a garden, you give her a rose
Just the taste of something you could give her but you won’t
When she wants a garden, you give her a rose
And you know it

But you just have your ways, what with all of those
Grotesque displays of love you show
Ripped from pages of books, every word which you know
And recite back to them as if they were your own

I feel sorry for them, because how could they know?
’Til they’ve died by your hands, ’til they’ve felt the cold
Cut of your sharp tongue with your delusions of grandeur
yea you give nothing and think it too much

And when she wants a garden, you give her a rose
And I’ll bet you have to hide your grin as you watch it die in her arms
When she wants a garden, you give her a rose

When you’ve dearly departed
There will be all those broken hearted
But I’ll have a smile painted on my face
There’s a spot in the grass waiting for you at Whispering Glades
And Hollywood suits you, darling, I think you should stay

Whispering Glades

Light bleeds in through the curtain lace
Sleep on the couch where the flowers stay
And never bloom, but only fade
In the sun

I fill the bath while I dream of the lake
I can smell the blood purged from raw steak
By the barbecue on a summer day
In the sun

But I find you here, in the blue light of the TV
And I feel you in the wind
Through the back screen at night
With the kitchen tile cold on my cheek
I love you, baby

Gold satin dreamer
Gold satin heart
Gold satin dreamer
Waiting for it to get dark
I wait for it to get dark

All of those dreams left out in the sun
They run like syrup and clot like blood
Disfigured beyond recognition
In the sun

Colours fade from my memories and even though
Other faces I forget, yours is carved of stone
Tryna take you out of me is like
Tryna get smoke out of wood

Gold satin dreamer
Gold satin heart
Gold satin dreamer
Waiting for it to get dark
I wait for it to get dark
credits

Gold Satin Dreamer

Nicole Dollanganger - Please Just Stay Dead

Nicole Dollanganger - Blue Moon Motel

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original song - crywank - song for a guilty sadist

It's Hard To Think I Do This Out of Love (Prod. lightbody)

you just want to use me you run to abuse me 
you just wanna use me for my heart
why'd you have to make me feel like i meant something 
why'd you have to do that from the start

you told me i was a gem
but im not sapphire
please get out of my head
i promise im no liar

i know that you know that you meant everything you said
why'd you have to fuck with my head
i really liked you i want to take your pain but now youre not the same

youre really just like everyone else
im just gonna stay by myself
its better for my head its better for my heart i wont give you a chance i wont give you another

watch me grow and watch my glow ill be up here

Don't Be Sorry

Poacher's Pride

Curdled Milk

Valley of the Dead

Observatory Mansions

Please Just Stay Dead

Ode to Dawn Wiener: Embarrassing Love Songs

My Pug

Lyrics

What's the point in moving on
I don't have anyone
I have myself 
I hate myself
What's the point in growing up
These growth spurts have me throwing up
I hate myself
I don't have anybody else

It's getting harder
To live
In a place that's given all it
Has to give
I spend my time
Flashing light
Into my eyes
To see If I go blind
I'd rather be
Than face another night

My road ends at a bridge
And it's been I while since I learned how to swim
All my senses fail to tell me what's ahead
Don't have the foresight so I'll end it here instead

i named the black hole in my chest andrew jackson (prod. killedmyself)

Uncle - Nicole Dollanganger

prod me,,, no samples

ill update the lyrics later ion feel good
if u dont like the song o well

drinking at the thought of you

someone who will talk about anything

you're the one that's better in a bodybag

Valley of the Dead

Nicole Dollanganger

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