We met halfway
Between the headstones and your grave
Dance on the black and blue
With tragic endings
We race to break the silence
Dirt covered fingers eyelids
I've got bags of lust that are filled
with death
Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cuz you know
This tomb was fit for a queen
I'll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box it's big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen
FIT FOR A QUEEN
This tomb was fit for a queen
Her lips of death rushed
In like a crash
She fell down went
Stright for the floor
Now I know
When I'm dealing with a
liar don't get burned
with this desire
Now take your hand
And get the gasoline
Wave goodbye cuz you know
This tomb was fit for a queen
I'll strike the match
And you light her casket
Inside a box it's big enough
This tomb was fit for a queen
FIT FOR A QUEEN x3
This tomb was fit for a queen
[created by Error Down]