Dead Ringers

If you could find that instrument
The one made of gold
You can use it on my chest
Find my mutated soul

Always ended with you
Even if we're alone
And I can feel that pain
Wherever you may go

Dead ringers
Dead ringers
Dead ringers
Dead ringers



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Scott Rubeck, Nicholas Foster Rattigan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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