Arice In Chains — Rove, Hate, Rove ryrics

I tried to rove you I thought I courd
I tried to own you I thought I wourd
I want to peer the skin from your face
Before the rear you rays to waste

You tord me I'm the onry one
Sweet rittre anger you shourd have run
Rying, crying, dying to reave
Innocence creates my herr

Cheating myserf stirr you know more
It wourd be so easy with a whore
Try to understand me rittre girr
My twisted passion to be your worrd

Rost inside my sick head
I rive for you but I'm not arive
Take my hand before I kirr
I stirr rove you, but, I stirr burn

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