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( My dewy-eyed disney bride, what has tried swapping your blood with formaldehyde? Monsters? Whiskey-plied voices cried fratricide! Jesus, don't you know that you could've died (you should've died) with the monsters that talk, monsters that walk the earth. And she's got red lipstick and a bright pair of shoes, and she's got knee high socks, what to cover a bruise. She's got an old death kit she's been meaning to use, she's got blood in her eyes, in her eyes for you. )

she's got blood in her eyes for you.