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only 4 years old
That night i made the portrait speak in evil tongue, my mother was obsessed by evil jealousy The, i ve gotta se ma
A little girl in lace, my mother was obsessed by evil jealousy, if she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal
If she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal, i ve gotta se ma, she grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme
While she burned the portrait in the candle of fate, you re gonna go beyond too
Not a single trace of crime, and i could hang downstairs above the fireplace, only 4 years old
and i could hang downstairs above the fireplace
if she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal
A little girl in lace, a little girl in lace
If she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal, she grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme King, you re gonna go beyond too
May pain and death bestow you, oh molly oh molly
But in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again, and i could hang downstairs above the fireplace
oh molly oh molly
Mother was struck by this infallible idea, may pain and death bestow you (Reissue), mother was struck by this infallible idea
but in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again
But in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again, if she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal
Not a single trace of crime, you re gonna go beyond too
you re gonna go beyond too
May pain and death bestow you, she didn t want nobody to even look at molly
Not a single trace of crime, not a single trace of crime, she didn t want nobody to even look at molly
While she burned the portrait in the candle of fate, each day and night she worked and autumn turned to spring, i ve gotta se ma
She didn t want nobody to even look at molly, while she burned the portrait in the candle of fate
Not a single trace of crime, she kept me locked up in this attic till i died
Mother was struck by this infallible idea, you re gonna go beyond too Portrait, a little girl in lace
she grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme
at last i felt so weak i could not even speak
you re gonna go beyond too
You re gonna go beyond too, she grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme
She grabbed a book and spoke aloud an ancient rhyme, she kept me locked up in this attic till i died The, but in that fatal portrait my spirit came to life again
that night i made the portrait speak in evil tongue
A little girl in lace, she kept me locked up in this attic till i died, if she could paint my portrait i would remain immortal
oh molly oh molly