Served English breakfast on the bed
But his weak little stomach
Made him vomit superstitions
Begone thoughts of broken trough
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
I surprise her with some piano chords
Something in a major key
Cause her weak little soul
Can't handle sadness that well
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
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English
Served English breakfast on the bed
But his weak little stomach
Made him vomit superstitions
Begone thoughts of broken trough
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
I surprise her with some piano chords
Something in a major key
Cause her weak little soul
Can't handle sadness that well
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
But his weak little stomach
Made him vomit superstitions
Begone thoughts of broken trough
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
I surprise her with some piano chords
Something in a major key
Cause her weak little soul
Can't handle sadness that well
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
It would be idiotic for me not to die for you
Til death do us part I'm yours
Not afraid of my closet anymore
Up against monsters bathed in gold
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
I'm not afraid anymore
Til death do us part I'm yours
Writer: Dimitris Gotsis
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid