Twist my sister
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Well I?d rather cut you than the wedding cake
And your blood cuts on my rented tux
And I do, I do, I do wanna kill you
Til dead do us part, I?ll tear us apart
Now I kiss your cold dead lips
And I dip my chips in the blood that drips
And I smear the cake in your face
Let our God take you to a better place
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