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Prada stained with my blood
In shadow
Don’t talk to me
I'd rather
Staying cold and go farther
Wanted Prada on her body
Thought she'd stay beside me
Now I'd rather go completely blind
Than see her standing by me
They say I look so stylish
Like my life is kinda priceless
All that they see is money, flashes
None of them tell me the prices
They don't know what silence sounds like
When yourhome feels like a graveyard
Prada stained with my blood
In shadow
Don’t talk to me
I'd rather
Staying cold and go farther
Prada stained with my blood
In shadow
Don’t talk to me
I'd rather
Staying cold and go farther
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