Lyrics Delicate Terror - My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult
My
Life
With
The
Thrill
Kill
Kult
Delicate
Terror
Hypnotic
mouth
talks
on
fantasy
phone
Sanitarium
Borderline
Gone
today
and
here
tommorrow...
Killed
his
taste
for
switchblades
Locked
in
our
room
reliving
old
movies
Oh
how
she
adores
Him
Join
the
Children
of
Hell
Where
is
our
pill-krazed
brother?
It's
only
real
when
it's
dark
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