Memphis May Fire - Therapy Caravan Of The Fair Room lyrics

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She's got too many troubles on her mind. her father told her to leave this was too much trauma. For a poor widower's soul.she wants to die

she was once happy, before she killed him beneath the sand

you cant save her now shes going to the guillotine

God cant save her

you cant save her now shes going to the guillotine

you cant save her now

I awoke last night to hear the screaming of a child but it wasn't mine. I doubt this fairytale will put me back to sleep, but what the hell...

I opened the bathroom door and there on the floor wrapped in towels was a small child

so they say she was bearing a child when she was put to death but now my imagination is going too far.

So I went to a man in white to ask for help.

He said move to the south to find redemption, why the south I don't know but you must trust me...

To my former self this is my scrapbook

I'll paint my walls you'll see me there

I've seen a masterpiece covered in blood

he's a ghost a broken dream, access my mind make me a believer, 'cause the four-horsemen of the apocalypse are coming and they are not bringing flowers

keep me awake, you'll find we have something in common

yes sir

Thanks to Josh Towers for these lyrics

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