This Is It Songtext
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This Is It Songtext
Dripping blood on your sunday dress
So much baggage, a f**king mess.
Day after day, a life on the ropes.
No use waiting for any hope.
You′re just a waste of my breath.
Hope you dig the flowers I wont send.
This time baby, you can't leave.
Pray to that god you′ll never see.
You're going to scream when you burn.
So much baggage, a f**king mess.
Day after day, a life on the ropes.
No use waiting for any hope.
You′re just a waste of my breath.
Hope you dig the flowers I wont send.
This time baby, you can't leave.
Pray to that god you′ll never see.
You're going to scream when you burn.
Writer(s): Stewart, Hothouse Flowers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
