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Angel in formaldehyde
A woman's torso in the gin
Hanging up the washing line
Lopsided grin
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more (don't look down)
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more (don't know why)
She stood idle by as her house fell down
Whisper of a child slip away on a thread
Black hole paralysis making no sound
We're all going to fall from the window ledge
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more (you looked down)
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more
Ain't nothing for her in heaven no more
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