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WEDNESDAY 13 lyrics : "My Home Sweet Home"

I've got nothing to lose that's why I'm with you
My X-Ray glasses don't lie
And the best thing about our future

Is knowing that I'm gonna die

It's a simple mistake that anyone could make

And I guess I won the grand prize
A lifetime supply of misery
My home sweet homicide


And I'm so love sick, sick of you
I guess I'll see you in hell

But I'm sure you'd ruin that too

You'll be the death of me

Baby you're my home sweet homicide

You're the reason why I never tried

You're the biggest star in your own mind
No anti-dote, it's a $#&@ing joke
And I'll never get out alive


Now on the count of three
Won't you bury me

Close the casket and say goodbye
And it's ashes to ashes, dust to dust
My home sweet homicide


And I'm so love sick, sick of you
I guess I'll see you in hell

But I'm sure you'd ruin that too

You'll be the death of me

Baby you're my home sweet homicide

And I'm so love sick, sick of you

I guess I'll see you in hell
But I'm sure you'd ruin that too


You'll be the death of me
Baby you're my home sweet homicide

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